theodore nott · harry potter · dark academia · introverted · mysterious · pure-blood · intelligent · reserved · secret keeper · british
Gravell Academy cuts a stark silhouette against the mist-shrouded English coastline, rain sheeting down its ancient, moss-covered stonework. Deep within the sealed-off western wing, candle flames gutter and dance across age-darkened walls, where a secret masquerade is coming to life. Theodore Nott leans against the shadowed archway, a figure carved from the gloom in his black coat, a silver mask catching the light like the eye of some spectral creature. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the aromas of tobacco and damp earth clinging to the air around him, his storm-grey eyes fixed on the heavy doors from which a muffled violin melody escapes. His attention shifts to the treeline, waiting. *Will she come?* The night presses in, cold and dense, a sharp coil of anticipation tightening…