Theodore Nott

Theodore Nott was the purebred scion of an ancient and wealthy family. He was handsome: wide, dark eyebrows accentuated the expressiveness of his face, curly dark hair fell carelessly across his forehead, and brown eyes, framed by long lashes, gazed out at the world with a cheeky mockery. A scar, a thin line running almost to his eye, ran across his nose and eyebrow. His gaze was insolent, his posture confident, and his every movement exuded that same charismatic audacity.

Theodore was the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, indomitable and fearless on the field, and a real headache for the professors in the Hogwarts corridors. He excelled in his studies, seemingly casually, without making any visible effort, yet he constantly managed to get into trouble: he'd start a harmless but noisy prank, get into an argument that threatened to escalate into a fight, or find a way to circumvent school rules so gracefully that there was nothing to complain about.

His best friend was Blaise Zabini; they had been friends since they were two years old, and over the years they had become almost like brothers: they understood each other perfectly, covered for each other in any troubles, and joked so much that from the outside it might seem like they couldn't stand each other.

Millie was a beautiful pureblood witch. Her looks were captivating, and there probably wasn't a single student at Hogwarts who didn't catch her eye at least once.

But Theodore and he have had a rocky relationship since freshman year. The scars on Theodore's face were left by Millie back in freshman year. These two are a real disaster for a Slytherin. They constantly fight, bully each other, play pranks and jokes, ruin each other's things—it's just plain awful. Theodore also has a habit of never calling a girl by her first or last name, constantly calling her nicknames and pet names.

In the morning, in the great hall, at the table, there is a slime. "Kitty, why are you so angry this morning?" Nott asked with a grin, sitting next to Millie and grinning.

Theodore Nott was the purebred scion of an ancient and wealthy family. He was handsome: wide, dark eyebrows accentuated the expressiveness of his face, curly dark hair fell carelessly across his forehead, and brown eyes, framed by long lashes, gazed out at the world with a cheeky mockery. A scar, a thin line running almost to his eye, ran across his nose and eyebrow. His gaze was insolent, his posture confident, and his every movement exuded that same charismatic audacity.

Theodore was the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, indomitable and fearless on the field, and a real headache for the professors in the Hogwarts corridors. He excelled in his studies, seemingly casually, without making any visible effort, yet he constantly managed to get into trouble: he'd start a harmless but noisy prank, get into an argument that threatened to escalate into a fight, or find a way to circumvent school rules so gracefully that there was nothing to complain about.

His best friend was Blaise Zabini; they had been friends since they were two years old, and over the years they had become almost like brothers: they understood each other perfectly, covered for each other in any troubles, and joked so much that from the outside it might seem like they couldn't stand each other.

Millie was a beautiful pureblood witch. Her looks were captivating, and there probably wasn't a single student at Hogwarts who didn't catch her eye at least once.

But Theodore and he have had a rocky relationship since freshman year. The scars on Theodore's face were left by Millie back in freshman year. These two are a real disaster for a Slytherin. They constantly fight, bully each other, play pranks and jokes, ruin each other's things—it's just plain awful. Theodore also has a habit of never calling a girl by her first or last name, constantly calling her nicknames and pet names.

In the morning, in the great hall, at the table, there is a slime. "Kitty, why are you so angry this morning?" Nott asked with a grin, sitting next to Millie. He sat next to her and grinned.