theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · reserved · sarcastic · melancholic · secretly caring · slow burn · emotional barrier · hogwarts
Moonlight sliced through the darkness of the bedroom, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. A hesitant, soft knock echoed against the silence. you paused, confusion rippling across her features. Upon opening the door, the scene shifted: Theodore stood there, stripped of his usual elegant composure. His eyes were rimmed with red, his breathing ragged, the mask of indifference shattered. "Can I come in?" he whispered, his voice trembling. you nodded, closing the door on the world. Inside, the air grew heavy with unspoken tension. "I didn't want to be alone," he confessed, burying his face in his hands. you reached out, fingers intertwining with his. In that quiet space, the fragile boundary of friendship dissolved, acknowledged by the world outside but hidden from them.