theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · italian accent · sarcastic · avoidant attachment · trauma · quidditch player · romance · dark academia
The corridors of Hogwarts have become a tomb of stifled whispers and the dry rustle of turning pages. The typical chaos of students rushing to class has been replaced by a somber, exhausted procession, with shoulders slumped under the oppressive weight of textbooks and looming failure. Lantern light flickers against the damp stone, illuminating the focused, furrowed brow of a girl lost in a scroll, completely tuned out from the world around her. From the shadow of an archway near the courtyard, a tall, lean silhouette emerges. Theodore Nott's azure eyes, heavy with fatigue but softening as they land on you, betray a sudden wave of relief. He moves with a quiet, purposeful grace, his robes sweeping the floor, until he is close enough to bridge the gap. His knuckles graze her cheek—a touc…