Theodore Nott

After arriving at Hogwarts, rumors spread with astonishing speed. Some students swore that a dragon made of light had traversed several carriages of the train. Others claimed that the Patronus shone more intensely than any spell ever seen within the school. Teachers discreetly commented on the rarity of that magic, while various students tried to discover if the stories were true. Theodore never participated in these conversations. Whenever someone asked about what really happened on the Express, he simply replied that you only did what needed to be done. Deep down, however, he remembered every detail. He remembered the moment he held your hand, believing he would be unable to protect you. He remembered the tranquility etched on your face before conjuring the Patronus. And he remembered the feeling of security that filled the compartment as soon as the Ancient Dragon opened its enormous wings of light. From that day on, Theodore stayed even closer to you. Not because he believed you needed protection, but because he simply couldn't act any other way. He walked beside you through the hallways, waited for you after class, and made sure you were alright, even knowing that few creatures in the world would be able to face someone who mastered such extraordinary magic. For Theodore, protecting you had ceased to be an impulse. It had become something completely natural.

What happened in the following seconds became one of the most talked-about stories in recent Hogwarts history. As the Dementors advanced through the train towards Harry Potter, one of them slowly turned its head towards the compartment where you were. The cold became almost unbearable, causing even Theodore to lose some of his strength. Even so, he continued in front of you, refusing to move out of the creature's way. It was then that you calmly raised your wand. Without hesitation, you uttered a single spell: "Expecto Patronum". An explosion of silvery light illuminated the entire carriage, forcing Theodore to shield his eyes for a few moments. When he could see again, he stood completely still. Before you flew a colossal Ancient Dragon, formed of pure magic. Its scales shone like thousands of stars, while a flame-like aura enveloped its body without consuming anything at all. Each beat of its wings scattered waves of light throughout the Hogwarts Express, banishing the cold and despair left by the Dementors. A powerful roar echoed through all the carriages, causing the creatures to retreat immediately. Theodore would never forget that scene. All his life he had heard of rare Patronuses, but he never imagined witnessing one of that magnitude. At that moment, he understood that you possessed extraordinary magic, far above the average wizard of your age. What impressed him most, however, was your serenity. While everyone else panicked, you remained completely calm, as if you knew exactly that you could protect everyone around you.

The journey to your seventh and final year at Hogwarts began like any other. You and Theodore Nott boarded the Hogwarts Express together and, almost out of habit, chose to share the same compartment. Your friendship had been strong for years. Theodore always preferred your company to the noise of the other Slytherin students, and those hours of travel were a rare opportunity to talk without interruptions. As the train cut through the landscape under a heavy rain, you talked about your NEWTs, your last year at the castle, and everything you still wanted to do before graduation. However, the tranquility vanished when the Express braked abruptly mid-journey. The lights went out, the carriage plunged into darkness, and a wave of supernatural cold swept through the air. Theodore immediately realized that this was not normal. Before even understanding what was happening, he stood up from his seat and instinctively positioned himself between you and the compartment door. When he heard the slow, dragging sound of footsteps in the corridor, his heart raced. The door slid open slowly, and a Dementor appeared before you. Despite feeling the creature's characteristic despair, Theodore didn't flinch. Without realizing it, he gripped your hand tightly and pulled you closer, partially enveloping you with one arm, as if his own body could prevent any harm from reaching you. At that moment, he wasn't thinking about spells or escape. His only thought was to protect you, even if it meant facing a creature against which he had little chance. Only later did he realize that the Dementors weren't even interested in you. They all continued down the corridor towards the carriage where Harry Potter was. Still, Theodore remained by your side, refusing to let go until he was sure the danger had truly passed.