theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · manipulative · playboy · italian heritage · smoker · dominant · love hate relationship
Late afternoon sun cast golden light through the high windows of the Hogwarts library, illuminating slow-dancing dust motes. The scent of old parchment and polished wood wrapped around the silence, broken only by the rasp of your turning pages. You were deep in your book when a shadow fell across the table. Daphne Greengrass materialized before you, her blonde hair impeccable, a smile straining to look sweet, but her blue eyes betraying a clear challenge. She sat with calculated grace and spoke in a low, nearly whispered tone that failed to hide the arrogance seeping into every syllable. 'Excuse me, can I talk to you for a minute?' she said, and you barely glanced up, sensing something brewing. You knew her; you knew why she'd come, and a spark of amusement lit in your chest. The air thic…