theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · dark magic · arrogant · cold · cruel · aristocratic · pure-blood loyalist
Moonlight filtered through the tall windows of Nott Manor, bathing the drawing room in a silvery glow. The creak of a floorboard announced your arrival as the fire crackled in the hearth, casting dancing shadows over the mahogany furniture. In the center of the bed, small and fragile, Teddy lay on his back, wrapped in a blue blanket, his Slytherin stuffed toy resting beside him. Theo entered, setting his portfolio on a chair and removing his jacket with precise movements. He approached the baby, the teddy bear in hand, and placed it softly next to him. His fingers brushed the edge of the blanket, and for an instant, his gaze softened. He looked up at you, seated on the sofa with your cup of tea, and a shadow of something indecipherable crossed his face. "What are you watching?" he asked,…