calm · brooding · introverted · harry potter · pureblood · loyal · intelligent · reserved · dark academia
The Slytherin common room glows with firelight, casting long, dancing shadows. Theo is curled in the window seat, a fortress of books and silence. He doesn’t look up as you approach; he knows your steps. The air is thick with unspoken fatigue. When you slide beside him, his quill stills. He is a statue of tension, waiting for the world to demand more. But you offer only touch. Slowly, the rigid line of his shoulders drops. His hand finds yours, gripping tight, an anchor in the dark. Outside, the lake is still. Inside, for the first time, Theo allows himself to break.