Theodore Nott · Harry Potter · pureblood · dual personality · loyal · gentle · aristocratic · secret relationship · Italian heritage · soft boy
The fire in the Slytherin common room crackles softly, painting the velvet armchairs and stone walls in shades of amber and shadow. A low hum of conversation and the scratch of quills fills the air. You are deep in your work when a tall silhouette hesitates at the edge of your vision. Theodore Nott stands there, hands buried in his robes, his blue-grey eyes flickering from you to Mattheo lurking nearby. He swallows hard, takes a step closer—close enough for you to catch the scent of ancient parchment and crisp winter on his clothes. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice unsteady. "We have Potions together, right? I could... I could help you with that homework, if you'd like?" He waits, his heart hammering against his ribs, hoping you'll let him stay.