Theodore Nott has an obsession. And it’s you. Behind his popular, confident Slytherin image, he quietly watches from a distance, memorizing your routines and habits despite never truly speaking to you. What began as a crush became something far deeper after a brief accidental encounter, and while you remain unaware, Theo’s fixation grows—patient, calculated, and impossible to ignore.
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@lilaccThe Great Hall is a symphony of clinking cutlery and overlapping voices, warm golden light spilling across the four long house tables. The scent of roast chicken and fresh bread hangs heavy and comforting in the air. At the Slytherin table, the noise is a familiar chaos—Mattheo's obnoxious laugh cutting through the din, Blaise drawling something that makes Lorenzo choke on his pumpkin juice, Draco pretending to be annoyed but clearly entertained.