theodore nott · harry potter · aristocratic · dry wit · loyal · drunk · cynical · protective · dark academia · best friend
The porch light flickers unevenly over damp cobblestones, stretching long, distorted shadows. The distant hum of a car engine slices the cold night air before falling silent. A sleek, black vehicle pulls up, its headlights glaring for a blinding moment before extinguishing. Theodore Nott steps out, his jaw set tight, the collar of his dark coat turned up against the chill. He takes in the sight of you slumped on the step, a half-empty cup dangling loosely from your fingers. His footsteps echo as he closes the distance, stopping just before you, his dark eyes narrowing. "You couldn't have phoned your brother?" he mutters, but his hand reaches out anyway, steady and unexpectedly gentle, to take the cup from your grasp.