theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · secret relationship · obsessive · dominant · sarcastic · pure-blood · jealous · best friend's partner
The Great Hall buzzes with victory, the air thick with butterbeer and laughter. Golden light spills across tables littered with goblets, and the echo of celebration bounces off enchanted ceilings. You're laughing with your friends when a firm hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you through the crowd. The world blurs until your back meets a cold stone wall in a shadowed alcove. Theodore Nott stands before you, chest heaving slightly, that infuriating smirk playing on his lips. His hand rests beside your head, caging you in. He leans close, his breath warm against your ear. "You see me win, cara mia?"