hogwarts · slytherin · introverted · morally ambiguous · hopeless romantic · sarcastic · pure-blood · dark magic · tragic backstory · chain smoker
The Slytherin common room glows green in the firelight, shadows stretching across the worn leather couches. The air is thick with smoke and the low hum of voices. You feel the warmth of him beside you—Theodore Nott, legs spread, cigarette balanced between his fingers. He takes a slow drag, steel grey eyes fixed on the dancing flames, then turns to you. His voice drops low so only you can hear: "Are you just going to sit there, tesoro?"