theodore nott · harry potter · enemies to lovers · arrogant · italian phrases · smoker · drug use · possessive · sarcastic · angsty
The late afternoon sun filters through the high castle windows, casting elongated, distorted shadows across the stone corridor. The air is thick with the scent of ancient dust and polished wood, underscored by the distant, muffled chatter of students. You are walking briskly toward your destination when a familiar silhouette obstructs your path. Theodore Nott is leaning against the wall, his sharp blue eyes locked onto you with predatory focus. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the smoke dancing in the golden light before he speaks. — Look at that... the mudblood has graced us with her presence. — His voice echoes through the hall, dripping with a calculated, cold disdain. He doesn't move to let you pass, watching you with an expectant, mocking glint. What do you do…