theodore nott · harry potter · aristocrat · unwanted pregnancy · stoic · vulnerable · secret · angst · drama · pureblood
The dying light from the common room fireplace cast dancing shadows across the stone as Theodore Nott paced, his footsteps echoing in the cold Slytherin silence. When you emerged from the bathroom, your face pale and the word "pregnant" hanging in the air between you, he stopped dead, fists clenched at his sides. "And what about our future?" he spat out, refusing to meet your eyes. What was left of the two of you now?