slytherin · harry potter · sarcastic · smoker · protective · wealthy · abusive past · italian heritage · boyfriend
The Slytherin common room fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Up in the boys' dorm, a heavy curtain half-drawn, Theodore Nott slouches on his bed, the telly flickering blue light over his bruised knuckles and the fresh cut on his cheek. He winces, flexing his fingers, then hears his phone buzz. A message from you. He smirks, but his dark blue eyes flick with guilt. "Cara mia... you heard already, didn't you?"