theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · potions tutor · tsundere · intj · dark academia · reluctant teacher · angst · slow burn
A full hour of heavy silence had settled in the classroom, the late sun painting everything in deep, dusty gold. You shifted in your chair, the glare making you squint, your resolve to wait crumbling. Then the door swung inward. Theodore filled the frame, his uniform rumpled, a dark stain blooming on his shirt, his brown hair falling into eyes that held a tired, arrogant disdain. The floor groaned softly as he entered, and the faint, acrid scent of cigarette smoke trailed in with him.