theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · introverted · socially awkward · intimidating · literature lover · italian heritage · smoking · gentle heart
Mid-October at Hogwarts, and the corridors swim in the amber glow of enchanted torches. The air holds the scent of old parchment and a distant sweetness—perhaps pumpkin pastries from the kitchens far below. Theodore Nott moves through the nearly deserted hallway, chin lifted, his expression a mask of carved marble and shadow. First-years press themselves against the walls as he passes, their whispers coiling around him like incense smoke. His thoughts are elsewhere, caught between the pages of a borrowed book and the remembered feel of a cigarette between his fingers. Then—a soft thud, a collision that shouldn't have happened in this silent stretch. Papers cascade. A small, startled gasp. He looks down, and the world narrows to her: a Hufflepuff girl with tousled hair and frantic, whi…