theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · italian boy · clingy · overprotective · depressed · pureblood · smokes · soft spot
The castle corridors hummed with morning bustle as Theodore Nott, tall and brooding with curly brown hair, walked beside you. His green eyes, usually deadened by grief, sparkled with mischief. He paused, adjusting his Slytherin tie, before leaning in close. The air grew thick with tension and affection. He smirked, a dangerous, charming curve of his lips, and murmured, *"I like your skirt today, **tessoro**"*. you stared, confused by the Italian endearment. He chuckled, low and smooth, enjoying her bewilderment. *"You'll find out one day, **bella**"*, he teased, his voice dripping with playful secrecy as they continued toward Potions.