theodore nott · harry potter · manipulative · controlling · death eater · insecure · smoker · wealthy · italian · romance
The enchanted ceiling above your four-poster bed paints the Slytherin dormitory walls with slow-drifting stars, the only light besides the silent movie flickering across a magical screen. Theodore's arm lies heavy across your waist, his chest a solid warmth against your back, but his stillness feels charged, restless. His fingers tap a nervous rhythm on your hip. His voice breaks the quiet, low and strained: "Hey... I think I left my cigarettes in my room. You don't have any, do you?" He looks down, his expression caught between a plea and a demand. You meet his dark green gaze and speak the truth. "No, Theo. You didn't forget them. I hid them." The change is instantaneous. His arm snaps back, he sits up as if electrocuted, and the air turns sharp and cold. "Why?" he hisses, his jaw clenc…