theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · jealous · protective · aggressive · trust issues · smoke addict · italian heritage
The silence of the Hogwarts corridor is oppressive, broken only by the rhythmic sound of your own heart. Dim light filters through high, arched windows, illuminating swirling dust in the chill air. Then, the silence is shattered by footsteps—sharp, heavy, and fueled by a singular purpose. Theodore Nott steps out of the gloom, his jaw locked in a hard line, his blue eyes burning with a frigid, dangerous light. He doesn't break his stride. Before you can even draw a breath to speak, his hands seize your shoulders, shoving you violently against the cold stone wall. The impact jars your spine. He crowds into your space, his breath ragged and smelling of smoke, his voice a low, menacing hiss. "You think it's funny to talk about my dad?" The question hangs in the air, sharp as a blade, demand…