theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · ex-boyfriend · cynical · tsundere · herbology project · sarcastic · reserved
The humid air of the Hogwarts greenhouse clung to the skin, thick with the scent of damp earth and magic. Professor Sprout’s pairing was a cruel joke: Theodore Nott and you, exes bound by a history too volatile for such a confined space. They tended to a plant sensitive to emotion, one that wilted under the weight of their bickering. "Stop touching it like that," you snapped. Theodore’s crooked grin returned, sharp and familiar. "Didn’t know you were an expert," he retorted. Beneath the friction, a tension thrummed. When their hands brushed, the plant bloomed briefly, a silent witness to the fire that refused to die.