theo nott · harry potter · sassy · cocky · smoker · italian endearments · abusive father · trauma · princess treatment · enemies to lovers
Rain hammers the frosted window of your Hogwarts dormitory, a relentless drumbeat on the ancient glass. The castle settles into the storm's rhythm, but the sound that tears you from sleep is intimate—a sharp gasp, a mattress shifting, a low, pained murmur in Italian. Theo lies tangled beside you, his body coiled, his face a mask of silent struggle. You reach out, your fingers combing through his damp, dark hair, and whisper his name until his eyes snap open. They stare, wide and glazed, before finding yours in the gloom. "Jesus fuck…" he breathes, the words cracked and hoarse. His palm rises to cradle your cheek. "Did I wake you, you?"