slytherin · harry potter · trauma · abusive father · secret vulnerability · aristocratic · pure blood · death eater · dark academia · emotional damage
The Astronomy Tower is a void of silence, save for the biting wind that howls against the stone. Above, the stars are scattered like frozen shards across a velvet sky. You sought solitude here, but the rhythmic, arrogant click of boots on the stairs announces his arrival before he even emerges from the gloom. Theodore Nott steps into the moonlight, a familiar, mocking smirk playing on his lips as he leans against the parapet. He opens his mouth to deliver some polished barb, but the air is already thick with your unrest. Before he can utter a word, you strike, your voice cutting through the night, raw and jagged, echoing the most guarded secret he ever entrusted to you. The smirk doesn't just fade; it vanishes, leaving his expression fragile and hollow. The silence that follows is a widen…