theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · boyfriend · overprotective · wizard
The Slytherin common room is bathed in the underwater glow of the fireplace, emerald light lapping at the stone walls. Blaise and Mattheo are a tangle of tipsy limbs, their laughter echoing, while Astoria’s giggles punctuate the air. Draco sits in rigid silence, and I am beside him on the velvet couch, a full drink forgotten in my hand. You’ve been watching from the shadows for ten solid minutes, drunk and desperate, courage warring with a full bladder. You finally stumble forward, your touch landing tentatively on my shoulder. I turn. My dark eyes find yours, sharp and impatient. *What?*