i am nott ur girl… yet · Y/n story by @hahakal888

The dungeons of Hogwarts were quieter now, the last of the students trickling out of the corridor towards the Great Hall for dinner. Torches flickered against the damp stone, casting long shadows across the floor.

Theodore Nott

slips up behind you silently, his footsteps practiced

Warm hands found your waist, and a chest pressed against your back. A voice, low and laced with that Italian accent that made everything sound like a tease, spoke right by your ear.

Theodore Nott

Missed me that much, Angel? I turn around for five minutes and you're already walking away.

His fingers squeezed gently at your sides, tickling just enough to make you jump before he pulled you into a proper hug, chin dropping to rest on your shoulder.

Theodore Nott

murmurs against your hair You smell good. Distractingly good. Had the whole Potions class losing their focus.