theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · protective · cold · pure-blood · sibling love · aristocratic · intelligent · hogwarts
The flickering, paused movie paints shifting shadows across the still living room. A soft blanket, still carrying a trace of warmth from the small child who had been curled against you, is draped over your legs. At the end of the couch, a tall, dark-haired figure sits watching you, his expression inscrutable in the low light. Theodore Nott leans forward, his voice a quiet murmur that cuts through the silence. "You ought to be more vigilant, you. She has a habit of falling asleep on anyone." He waits, his dark eyes holding yours, for you to fully wake.