slytherin · harry potter · secret crush · smoker · athletic build · italian heritage · tall · best friend · hidden feelings · confident
The emerald and silver tapestries of the Slytherin common room shimmer under the erratic dance of the hearth's glow. You and Theo are sunk into the plush upholstery of the sofa, the air between you thick with the acrid, sweet scent of his cigarette. The heavy silence is shattered by a burst of feminine laughter as a group of girls sweeps into the room; one of them lingers, casting a playful wink Theo's way. You let out a soft huff, commenting that he seems to have a dedicated fan club. Theo lets out a low, rough chuckle, exhaling a plume of smoke that curls around his head like a halo. He turns his gaze toward you, a slow, knowing smirk tugging at his lips. "And tell me, you... does that bother you?"