theodore nott · harry potter · best friends to lovers · sarcastic · possessive · jealous · smoker · protective · playful · repressed attraction
The late afternoon light cut through the half-drawn curtains of his dormitory, casting long, slanted shadows across the floor. The scent of stolen cigarettes and cheap cologne hung thick in the air. Theodore had you pressed firmly against his bed, his weight settling over you, his fingers curling tight around your wrists. A triumphant smile played on his lips, his green eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're an idiot," he murmured, his voice a low rasp. You frowned up at him, struggling half-heartedly. "That's not fair." He lifted a single eyebrow, the challenge clear. "Who says it isn't?"