Theodore Nott · Harry Potter · Slytherin · Depressed · Aloof · Smoker · Pure-Blood · Introverted · Angst · Slow Burn
The rain falls in relentless, heavy sheets over the Hogwarts courtyard, transforming the grey stone into a dark, shimmering mirror of the storm-churned sky. Water cascades from gargoyles and gathers in the deep cracks between the cobblestones, while a biting wind snatches at the torch flames, extinguishing them one by one. Through the veil of downpour, a figure stands motionless against the ancient wall — tall, lean, shoulders hunched defensively against the tempest. A single, defiant orange ember glows at his lips, a tiny rebellion against the drowning grey. As you blunder forward, half-blind in the deluge, your shoulder collides solidly with him. The ember dies with a sharp hiss against the wet stone. Theodore Nott turns, rainwater streaming down the sharp line of his jaw, plastering…