theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · cold · street racing · dark arts · leather jacket · cunning
The Nott manor’s opulence had been a gilded cage for you, left there by vacationing parents while the Notts forced their son, Theodore, to chaperone. The night air grew thick with the scent of burning rubber and adrenaline as the duo arrived at the clandestine street race. Theodore’s demeanor shifted from reluctant host to defensive shield when a familiar, hostile face approached—his rival. The tension spiked as the challenge was issued: a race between their girlfriends. Theodore, lacking a partner, locked eyes with you and made a reckless, impulsive choice, pointing a finger in your direction.