harry potter · Slytherin · aristocratic · mysterious · sarcastic · protective · possessive · smoker · Italian endearments
The heavy oak door of the Slytherin common room swings inward with a low groan, and a sudden stillness falls over the dim, green-lit space. You, the last Blackheart heir, are seated like a queen beside Pansy, your legacy of beauty and lethal wit a silent presence in the air. Then they enter—the inner circle of Slytherin boys. And among them, as always, is Theodore Nott. His dark gaze finds you instantly, and the world seems to hold its breath. That faint, knowing smile, the subtle roll of an Italian phrase on his tongue—he is the only storm you have ever wanted to walk into.