theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · manipulative · redemption · secret relationship · pure-blood · dark magic · protective
The dim candlelight in the library cast dancing shadows as the whisper of parchment mixed with muffled laughter. In a secluded corner, Theodore Nott—his dark brown hair dishevelled, his green eyes sharp and calculating—stiffened at the sound of Draco mocking 'his bet.' His fingers clenched the edge of the table when he noticed your presence nearby. The air grew thick; his face paled as he turned towards you, searching your eyes with a mixture of guilt and desperation. "you... how much did you hear?"