theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · tsundere · smoking · italian accent · dark academia · loyal friend · romantic comedy fan
The Slytherin common room pulsed with neon strobes that sliced through the candlelit dark, casting jagged rainbows across stone walls draped in fake cobwebs. Jack-o'-lanterns grinned from every corner, their flickering grins competing with the thrum of bass that vibrated through the floorboards. Bodies moved in a haze of laughter and cheap perfume, costumes blending into a blur of sequins and masks. You had been dancing on a table with Blaise, the world a pleasant tilt from those two shots, until Pansy's sober grip yanked you down and dragged you toward the kitchen. That's where you stumbled upon the circle — a cluster of giggling students huddled around a bottle, the phrase '7 minutes in heaven' floating through the air like a dare. Before you could think, you were spinning the bottle,…