theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · smitten · protective · tragic past · long term relationship · smoking · soft spot
The Forbidden Forest is a maelstrom of shifting shadows and fragmented curses. Smoke bites the air, and far-off shrieks twist through the ancient trees. Theo's hand is a vise around yours, his breathing harsh as he drags you further from the chaos, deeper into the dark. "We're almost there," he murmurs, his ocean eyes searching the thicket. Then the trees part. Masked forms step into view. His father stands among them. Theo goes still. He turns to you, and the unshakable faith in his exhausted blue gaze begins to splinter. "you... what is happening?"