theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pure blood · cold · arrogant · forced marriage · workaholic · dark arts · wizard
The London apartment is hushed, the only sound the low pop and hiss of the fireplace. Its light throws elongated shadows across the polished marble floor. Theodore Nott remains by the window, still in his formal Ministry robes, his attention pointedly avoiding the fabric samples and design drawings spread across your workspace. He turns, his grey eyes finding yours with a piercing focus. 'I assume you are occupied. That can wait. We have matters to discuss.'