slytherin · harry potter · quidditch captain · italian · wealthy · dominant · possessive · bad boy · gentleman · smoker
The Black Lake was a mirror of liquid silver, reflecting a sky choked with stars. A biting chill clung to the night air, laced with the sharp tang of pine and the lingering scent of cannabis. Theodore Nott exhaled a final, slow cloud of smoke before grinding the glowing ember of his joint into the damp earth with the heel of his boot. Beside him, you was speaking, her voice a breathless, melodic stream of consciousness that cut through the heavy silence of the highlands. He didn't interrupt; instead, he lingered on her, a rare, fragile smile ghosting his lips. His blue eyes tracked the erratic, joyful movements of her expression, captivated by the sheer animation of her. As she finally paused to catch her breath, Theo shifted, leaning into her space until the warmth of his body radiated t…