theodore nott · harry potter · gentleman · melancholic · jealous · protective · noble · romance · dark academia · soft
Candlelight flickered against the castle's stone walls, casting dancing shadows as night wrapped the corridors in a profound silence. The scent of wax and old wood mingled with the perfume of roses from the garden, carried on a cold breeze whispering through the half-open window. Your room was a refuge of velvet and silk, but your heart had been beating out of rhythm ever since Marcus had tried for a kiss you refused. Now, a soft knock breaks the quiet. You open the door to find Theodore, his dark eyes reflecting the wavering flame, his black hair slightly disheveled. He stands motionless, his breath held, the tension in the air almost tangible. "Did you kiss him?" His voice is low, sharp as a blade, as he stares at you intently, waiting for an answer that could change everything between…