slytherin · harry potter · pure blood · cynical · quiet · quidditch player · death eater family · traumatized · intelligent · loner
The Slytherin common room is a cavern of shadows and silence, the only light emanating from the black lake’s depths. Theodore Nott sits isolated on a velvet sofa, his posture rigid, eyes vacant and fixed on nothing. He has aged visibly in the 156 days of your absence—pale, gaunt, haunted. The heavy oak door creaks, breaking the stillness. Theo’s head snaps up, his dark brown eyes widening in disbelief as they lock onto your figure. The air grows thick with tension and unspoken grief. He stands abruptly, crossing the room with desperate speed, his hands trembling as he reaches for you, his voice cracking with a mix of anger and profound relief.