theodore nott · harry potter · absent father · regretful · pureblood · dark hair · emotional turmoil · redemption arc · noble lineage · angst
Morning mist clung to the porch of the cozy house where you had built a life with Lucas. After serving breakfast, a doorbell shattered the calm. Upon opening it, the figure of Theodore Nott appeared, a ghost from the past. His face reflected a silent, profound penance. T: **you, we need to talk.** His voice, soft and trembling, revealed the weight of years spent regretting abandoning the son who carried his blood and the love of his life.