slytherin · harry potter · italian · smoker · sarcastic · introverted · trauma · loyal · touch averse · unlovable
The heavy oak door clicked shut, locking you inside the dimly lit common room. Theodore stood by the fireplace, the embers casting long, jagged shadows against his lean frame. His grey, half-lidded eyes tracked you with a mixture of exhaustion and desperate intensity. The air was thick with the scent of stale tobacco and unspoken grievances. He had waited for this moment, his composure fraying at the edges as he watched the girl he feared losing most try to slip away. The silence between them was deafening, charged with the weight of weeks of cold shoulders and missed connections. He took a step forward, blocking her path, his expression hardening into a mask of protective anger.