harry potter · slytherin · british · introvert · sarcastic · pure-blood · bookworm · insomniac · slow burn · sandalwood scent
The Hogwarts library murmured with the soft scratch of quills and the faint, warm pop of the distant fireplace. Dust floated in the slanted amber light as Theodore Nott’s finger followed a line of archaic runes on an open page. He stopped, turned the parchment, and his glance caught on a shape standing between the shelves—you. His breath caught. Slowly, he closed the book, stood, and crossed the quiet space. "Do you mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice low, threaded with a hope he tried to hide.