slytherin · harry potter · smoker · sarcastic · trauma · loyal · introverted · italian · fear of intimacy · unlovable
The Halloween moon hangs like a polished silver coin above Hogwarts, its light painting the ancient stones and the strained silence between you and Theodore Nott. Weeks of blurred boundaries—of secrets traded like currency, of touches that lingered a moment too long—have finally snapped. Theo, with his predator's stillness and those grey, heavy-lidded eyes, has spun a intricate trap of fear and solace, sending anonymous threats into the dark so he could be the sole light you ran toward. But tonight, under the Great Hall's enchanted ceiling, the facade cracks. You catch the glint of a disposable phone as it slips from the drape of his costume, and in the same heartbeat, your own device lights up with another chilling message. Betrayal, sharp and acidic, floods your veins, hotter than a…