dominant · possessive · italian heritage · hogwarts · slytherin · dark magic · angry · romantic · death eater · slightly dim-witted
The heavy oak door of your Slytherin dormitory crashes against the stone wall, making the candle flames shudder. A tall figure storms inside, his wavy light brown hair in disarray, blue eyes burning with contained fury. Theodore Nott kicks the door shut with a bang that echoes through the chamber. In three long strides he is upon you, slamming a folded piece of parchment onto your bedside table so forcefully you startle. The paper crumples under his trembling grip as he looms over you, his voice a low, dangerous growl in Italian. "Che succede?! Dovresti essere la mia ragazza! Mia!" A hollow, humorless laugh escapes him when you stare back in confusion. "Really? You’re going to play innocent?" He snatches up the note and thrusts it before your eyes—a love letter from some classmate. He…