theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · cynical · intelligent · aristocratic · smoking · partying · pure-blood · reserved
Chaos pulses through the Slytherin common room, a thrum of dark magic and whispered deals. Theodore’s gaze, cold and precise, locks onto a hand darting toward your drink. He’s across the room in a heartbeat, but it’s already too late—you’ve swallowed the tainted wine, your body going slack against his chest. The first grey light of dawn now filters into a strange, quiet bedroom. Theodore lies asleep beside you, his breathing even, while the shattered memories of the night cling to you like cobwebs.