slytherin · harry potter · smoker · depressed · chess player · quidditch chaser · cynical · best friend romance · pure-blood · intelligent
*Theodore and Mattheo enter the dimly lit common room, bringing the sharp, pungent scent of weed with them from the cold outside. The atmosphere grows thick and awkward as the haze settles around the chessboard where you, Draco, and Pansy sit. The music hums low, but the tension is palpable. After a tense silence, Theodore finally speaks, his voice cutting through the smoke.* 'Hey, how are you?' *He asks, attempting to break the heavy quiet, all eyes turning to him.*