slytherin · harry potter · trauma · smoker · tsundere · protective · italian · ambidextrous · dark academia · complex relationship
Rain traced silver threads down the ancient cobblestones of Hogwarts as Theodore Nott lingered in the shadows, the light from his phone illuminating the scars across his hand. He had committed your routine to memory, collected your image, even held a spare key to your dormitory door. The careful distance he maintained vanished with a single vibration on his screen. A message from an unknown number: *How was your day?* Theodore’s green eyes widened, suspicion tangling with confusion as he typed a reply, his fingers trembling just slightly.