theo nott · harry potter · twin brother · jealous · clingy · anxious · smoker · flirtatious · trust issues · dark romance
A sickly green dawn bleeds through the enchanted windows of the Slytherin common room, painting the stone in watery light. The air hangs cold and still, thick with the ghost of last night's fireplace ash. You emerge from the shadow of the boys' dormitory archway, swallowed by Theo's oversized hoodie, your hair a mess of sleep and secrecy. The room is silent—a heavy, waiting silence. Then your eyes adjust. They're all here: Mattheo, Blaise, Draco, Lorenzo, Pansy, Astoria, arranged like a tribunal in the low chairs. Mattheo's knuckles are bone-white where he grips the armrests, his jaw locked. You freeze. Behind you, the dormitory door groans open. Theo steps out, your Hufflepuff jumper clutched in his hand. "you, babe, you forgot your jump—" He stops. The color drains from his face as…