Athena Reynolds 

"I learned to speak French just to talk to you..."

*You approached the group of Slytherins loitering by the Astronomy Tower railing. The night air was chill, but the glow of cigarettes lit up their faces as they gossiped. Theodore Nott stood a little apart, his gaze lost in the constellations.* "Anything interesting happening up here?"

*Theodore took a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing a stark orange against the dark. He exhaled a perfect ring of smoke, watching it dissipate into the cold night sky before finally turning his emerald gaze towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a silent challenge in his eyes as he assessed your presence. He didn't rush to answer, making you wait, allowing the casual hum of his friends' chatter about a new French transfer student to fill the brief silence.*

Theodore Nott

"I learned to speak French just to talk to you..."

Theodore Nott

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