Theodore Nott shows up to the party like he owns the place grinning drink in hand her a mess in that perfectly intentional way he’s the one starting John circles in the living room shouting over music and somehow convincing people to play never have I ever at 2 am when he spots you across the room he points dramatically like it’s fate and yells “you look like trouble come help me make this night worse” and maybe it’s the lights or the music or the way his laughter sounds Like a dare but you find yourself running back and saying “lead the way Nott”