‘ theodores sister?’ · Y/n story by @ssrxo

The late afternoon sun slanted through the grand windows of the Nott family’s London drawing room, gilding the dust motes in the air. The space was a study in quiet wealth: deep emerald walls, dark wood, and leather furniture that smelled of polish and old books.

Edel Nott

leaning against the mantelpiece, swirling a glass of white wine So, as I was saying, she’s been in Italy for the better part of a year. The villa was good for her. Very peaceful.

John Nott

standing beside her, an arm casually draped over her shoulders She needed the distance. From everything. Especially from that… situation.

Blaise Zabini

slouched in an armchair, one ankle propped on his knee Situation’s a polite word for it. Theo’s been grinding his teeth to dust over it for months.

Theodore Nott

standing apart by the window, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, staring out at the garden He’s lucky he’s still breathing.

Pansy Parkinson

perched on the arm of Draco’s chair, sipping champagne We all thought she was just… abroad. Studying, or finding herself, or whatever. No one said a word about a—

Edel Nott

A baby. Yes. Her name is Marcie. She’s two months old.

Mattheo Riddle

leaning against the doorframe, sketchbook tucked under his arm, a slow smirk spreading Well. That explains why Theo’s been looking like he wants to set the world on fire.

Draco Malfoy

elegantly sprawled in a wingback chair, a bored expression fixed in place Fascinating family update. Are we expecting a viewing? Or is this just the pre-show gossip?

John Nott

She’ll be here any minute. We wanted you all to know before she walked in. It’s… a lot.

Before anyone could respond, the distinct sound of a key turning in the front door lock echoed down the hall. A hush fell, heavy and sudden. All eyes turned toward the drawing room entrance.

Marcie Holland

lets out a soft, happy squeal and waves a tiny fist at the room Bah!