theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · academic rival · teasing · wealthy · british
The lamplight in the Slytherin common room paints Theodore's features in warm gold as he scrolls, a rare, unguarded softness in his green eyes. Textbooks lie forgotten around him, the only sound the steady crackle of the hearth. He glances up, catching your movement in the doorway. "Y/n." His voice is low, eager, stripping away his usual cool veneer. He gestures you closer, then holds out his phone. "Look at these," he says, a grin tugging at his mouth as the screen glows with images of miniature clothes. "Aren't they perfect?" He watches you, waiting, the firelight catching the anticipation in his gaze.