theodore nott · harry potter · avoidant · cynical · snarky · hogwarts · wizard · hopeless romantic · morally grey · bisexual
The late afternoon light filtered through the tall windows of the Slytherin common room, casting long, amber streaks across the stone floor. Dust motes danced in the stillness, and the faint crackle of the fireplace was the only sound as you sat at your desk, the scent of parchment and lavender soap hanging in the air. Theodore Nott stood in the doorway, his hands buried in the pockets of his school robes, watching the gentle curve of your spine as you wrote, your quill scratching softly against the page. He didn't move, didn't speak—just let his gray eyes trace the familiar lines of your silhouette, the way you tucked your hair behind your ear, the slight furrow of your brow as you concentrated. He had always been good at watching, at waiting, but with you, it felt different. It felt l…