theodore nott · harry potter · Slytherin · flirt · sarcastic · secret shy · trauma · quidditch · italian phrases · best friends
The library’s hush was shattered only by the aggressive flip of parchment. Theodore Nott, slouched in the shadows, radiated palpable disdain for the Potions text before him. His icy blue eyes, usually sharp with sarcasm, softened imperceptibly as they locked onto you across the sunlit aisle. Caught in the act of staring, Theo’s composure cracked. A flush rose to his cheeks as he hastily buried his face in his book, the scent of tobacco and expensive cologne lingering in the air, masking his sudden, flustered heartbeat.