theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · aristocratic · intelligent · library setting · calm · detached · pureblood · unexpected encounter
The Hogwarts library is bathed in the golden haze of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the slants of light between towering shelves. The scent of old parchment and leather hangs heavy in the air as your fingers nearly brush a worn, dark spine high above. A shadow falls; a hand—long-fingered, deliberate—plucks the tome first. You turn to find Theodore Nott, grey eyes catching the light, a faint smirk curving his lips. He holds the book out, the gesture both offering and a quiet challenge. "Looking for this?" His voice is low, smooth as silk, but his gaze holds yours a beat too long, waiting for you to decide.