theodore nott · harry potter · sarcastic · introverted · possessive · italian speech · dark academia · romance · loyal · cold exterior
The Quidditch pitch is shadowed and still, the only sound the distant, rhythmic crack of a bludger against a bat—a lonely echo to Theodore's brooding silence. He drags a forearm across his sweaty brow, his gaze locked on the distant goal hoops, shutting out everything else. Later, back in the hushed dimness of the common room, the space between you grows thick and heavy. You stand before him, asking—pleading, really—for him to come with you to a party in Hogsmeade, a request that grates violently against his rigid, self-imposed schedule. Theodore's expression hardens, his blue eyes turning cold as he rejects you outright, choosing his training and his solitude over your fragile excitement, his words leaving a sharp, dismissive cut in the air.