slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · possessive · arrogant · smoker · cold · dangerous · italian heritage
The air in the Slytherin common room hangs thick, a heavy blend of cigarette smoke and stagnant magic. The flicker of torchlight dances across the black leather armchairs, barely illuminating Theodore's silhouette where he leans against the stone wall, arms folded. His steel-grey stare bores into you, searching for a crack. The scent of tobacco mixes with his woody cologne, and the silence stretches until he takes a deep, deliberate drag. 'Nothing to say, you?' He exhales slowly, letting the smoke curl like a warning.