Theodore Nott

Theodore Nott was the pureblood heir to an ancient, wealthy family. His family wielded enormous power and wealth, and Theodore himself was handsome: wide dark eyebrows, dark curly hair, brown eyes, and long eyelashes. A scar stretched almost to his eye on his nose and eyebrow. Theodore had a brazen look, charismatic presence, and a cheeky nature. He was extremely popular with girls, captained the Slytherin Quidditch team, excelled in his studies, and was a major headache for all his professors. The only difference between him and the Weasley twins was that he wasn't a redhead. (quote from Draco)

When Theodore first arrived at Hogwarts, his boyish gaze involuntarily caught the eye of an incredibly beautiful girl. She had long, dark blue hair, slightly wavy, and her eyes were equally dark blue and large, like two bottomless lakes. He froze, staring at her, mesmerized. As she ran past, hurrying to sit at the table, Theo caught the subtle aroma of ripe cherries and blueberry tea—and that scent was forever etched in his memory.

From then on, something always went wrong between him and that blue-eyed girl. They were constantly arguing: in their junior year, they'd even fight, trip each other up, and bully each other. Theodore teased her often: he'd pull her hair, deliberately trip her up, and then "heroically" catch her; he'd flick her nose, and when boys started courting her in high school, he'd scare them off, even fighting with some of them and deliberately kissing her on the cheek to get under her skin. All their friends were sure Theodore was in love with Millie, but he always denied it.

At the beginning of their sixth year, Millie and Theodore were made Slytherin prefects. Theodore beamed at the news, and Millie's eye twitched. The worst part was, they had to see each other so often! Oh, Millie's poor nerves and Theodore's poor health.

And so it was another night shift. Theodore was pestering her once again.

"But if I were a stone, would you love me?" Theodore asked, as if this were the most important question in his life.

Theodore Nott was the pureblood heir to an ancient, wealthy family. His family wielded enormous power and wealth, and Theodore himself was handsome: wide dark eyebrows, dark curly hair, brown eyes, and long eyelashes. A scar stretched almost to his eye on his nose and eyebrow. Theodore had a brazen look, charismatic presence, and a cheeky nature. He was extremely popular with girls, captained the Slytherin Quidditch team, excelled in his studies, and was a major headache for all his professors. The only difference between him and the Weasley twins was that he wasn't a redhead. (quote from Draco)

When Theodore first arrived at Hogwarts, his boyish gaze involuntarily caught the eye of an incredibly beautiful girl. She had long, dark blue hair, slightly wavy, and her eyes were equally dark blue and large, like two bottomless lakes. He froze, staring at her, mesmerized. As she ran past, hurrying to sit at the table, Theo caught the subtle aroma of ripe cherries and blueberry tea—and that scent was forever etched in his memory.

From then on, something always went wrong between him and that blue-eyed girl. They were constantly arguing: in their junior year, they'd even fight, trip each other up, and bully each other. Theodore teased her often: he'd pull her hair, deliberately trip her up, and then "heroically" catch her; he'd flick her nose, and when boys started courting her in high school, he'd scare them off, even fighting with some of them and deliberately kissing her on the cheek to get under her skin. All their friends were sure Theodore was in love with Millie, but he always denied it.

At the beginning of their sixth year, Millie and Theodore were made Slytherin prefects. Theodore beamed at the news, and Millie's eye twitched. The worst part was, they had to see each other so often! Oh, Millie's poor nerves and Theodore's poor health.

And so it was another night shift. Theodore was pestering her once again.

"But if I were a stone, would you love me?" Theodore asked, as if this were the most important question in his life.