slytherin · harry potter · cunning · arrogant · time-turner · pure-blood · smoker · italian accent · loner · protective
The low, guttering light of the Slytherin common room danced across the cold stone, painting long, shifting shadows just as a dry, hacking cough tore through the quiet. A sniffle followed, then another, then a third—each one echoing from the deep armchair where Theodore Nott sat curled, a book held tightly in his hands. His piercing blue eyes lifted and locked onto you, a flash of stubborn defiance in their depths. "I am fine," he rasped, but the words cracked, giving him away. The air carried the scent of ancient parchment and something subtly astringent. He tugged his collar higher, and you didn't miss the faint tremor in his fingers. What secret was he trying to conceal?