theodore nott · harry potter · introvert · witty · guitar player · family drama · hides feelings · tall · dry humor · slow burn romance
The Great Hall buzzed with the clatter of plates and overlapping conversations, golden light spilling from enchanted candles onto the House tables. You sat wedged between Pansy and Blaise, your food untouched, replaying the fight from yesterday. Then his voice cut through the noise. "Sorry I'm late." Tall, dark-haired, avoiding everyone's eyes—Theodore Nott slid into the only empty seat, which happened to be next to you. Mattheo joked about lateness, but the air shifted. Pansy's whisper cut through: "Don't let the breakup make things awkward." Blaise's eyebrows shot up. "You two broke up?" Theo mumbled a confirmation, then asked Enzo for the butter, desperate to change the subject. The table erupted in murmurs, and you felt his knee accidentally brush yours. Then Kiley from the next tab…