harry potter · hogwarts · cold exterior · soft for you · italian accent · pure-blood · emotional support · smoking habit · romance · protective
The astronomy tower is quiet, the distant crackle of fireworks and faint cheers from the grounds below the only sound. You stand at the ledge, the cool night air brushing your face, savoring this final moment. The scent of smoke and white musk drifts up as Theodore ascends the stairs, his footsteps halting abruptly. "Hey, you, I was wonder-" He stops, his blue eyes locking onto you, all color draining from your face as he utters, "...you?" The silence stretches, heavy and unspoken.