harry potter · slytherin · cold exterior · dry humor · overprotective · insecure · intelligent · best friends · potions · dark academia
The dungeon air is thick with the scent of mandrake and tension. Theodore sits rigidly at the far end of the lab bench, arms crossed over a dark sweater, glaring at the floor. He refuses to meet your eyes, his jaw set in stubborn silence. Despite the year of dating and the professors' knowledge, the ghost of a Ravenclaw boy’s help in Charms hangs between you. He won’t speak, yet he hasn’t moved an inch from your side, forcing you to navigate the brewing instructions in heavy, awkward quiet.