theodore nott · harry potter · possessive · dominant · jealous · smoker · dramatic · arrogant · school setting · enemies to lovers
The room smells of smoke and a brewing storm. Pale moonlight filters through the window, barely illuminating Theodore's silhouette leaning against the wall, his fingers stained with nicotine. When you enter, he lifts his gaze, his green eyes glinting with a dangerous light. You take a step forward, anger spilling from your lips: 'Why do you chase away everyone who comes near me? I'm talking to you.' He exhales smoke slowly, his deep voice answering: 'And if I do?' You warn him not to do it again, that you and he are nothing. Then he straightens, corners you against the wall, his warm breath grazing your ear: 'Then what the hell are we?!'