theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · cynical · possessive · potions master · protective · aloof · dark academia
The dungeons of Hogwarts were cool and dim, the torchlight casting long shadows across the stone corridors. The air smelled of damp earth and old parchment, and the faint echo of laughter from a nearby classroom faded as you walked alone. A familiar presence fell into step beside you—Theodore Nott, his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable. He moved with a lazy grace, his blue eyes catching the flickering light as he glanced at you. Without a word, he slid his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. The smirk that touched his lips was slow, deliberate. "Heard you're trying to replace me," he murmured, his voice low and teasing, his gaze locking with yours.