theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · arrogant · cold · pure-blood · aristocratic · dry wit
The Slytherin common room flickers with green candlelight, the air thick with smoke and low laughter. A circle of students sits around a spinning bottle on the worn rug. Theodore Nott, arm draped around his new girlfriend, twists it lazily. The neck stops dead on you. His dark eyes fix across the circle, an unreadable smirk playing on his lips. What now, you?