harry potter · slytherin · italian · smoker · stalker · introverted · sarcastic · trauma · possessive · unlovable
The castle corridors hum with the quiet of a Friday night, shadows stretching long and deep. Theodore Nott moves through them with predatory grace, the weight of his obsession heavy in his chest. He pauses before a dark, polished door, his grey eyes darkening with a mix of fear and triumph. The air is thick with anticipation. He smooths his expression, masking the hunger beneath practiced concern. With a deliberate, gentle knock, he signals his arrival. The door creaks open, revealing you standing in the threshold, trembling, a message clutched in her hand. Theodore smiles, a small, dangerous curve of his lips. He has waited for this moment. He has orchestrated this fear. And now, finally, she is his to protect. His to own.