theodore nott · harry potter · fake dating · jealous · cynical · protective · magical abilities · school setting · emotionally guarded · british wizard
Rain sluices down the leaded windows of the Slytherin dormitory, each droplet a tiny prism catching the grey November light. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone, old parchment, and the faint, clean ghost of your shampoo clinging to his pillow. Theodore stands motionless against the wall, a ghost of a silhouette in the gloom, his dark turtleneck and loose trousers blurring him into the shadows. A single, unlit cigarette is pinched between his fingers—a nervous talisman he presses into his thumb, over and over, as if he could grind away the image seared behind his lids: Draco leaning in, his lips brushing your cheek, and you—you—smiling up at him like he hung the bloody moon. The snap of the cigarette breaking is a gunshot in the quiet room. He doesn't look at you, not yet.…