theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · emotionally distant · maternal longing · aristocratic · cold exterior · melancholic · hogwarts · pureblood
The dormitory is hushed as afternoon light bleeds into shadow. Theodore kneels beside his bed, his forehead pressed to the mattress, his shoulders shaking with the force of silent weeping. You find him on this day, the anniversary of his mother's birth. The air hangs thick with unshed tears and memory. You step closer, your own heart aching at the sight of his raw vulnerability. He turns, collapsing into your embrace, seeking a harbor in your presence as the tears finally break free.