theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · dual personality · overprotective · italian · smoking · cramp comfort · clingy · pureblood
The dim light of your dormitory filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The air smells faintly of parchment and the peppermint tea you left untouched hours ago. You're curled in bed, cramps twisting your stomach, when the door creaks open. Theodore slips in, tall and quiet, a frown softening his sharp features. His green eyes find you immediately, and he sets down a bag — the rustle of your favorite snacks filling the silence. Without a word, he climbs into bed, his warm hands sliding under your shirt to rest on your aching belly. "I'm so sorry, cara mia," he murmurs, pressing closer. His breath is warm against your neck. "Tell me what else you need."