Theodore Nott, an italian young wizard that came from a pureblood and millionaire family. He went to Hogwarts as many others wizards and witches did, he was in Slytherin along his friends Draco Malfoy, Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle, Blaise Zabini and Lorenzo Berkshire. He was reserved, composed, serious and everything that had to be with being dourn and taciturn.

It all happened at a party in Slytherin's common room, a couple of shots and cigarettes after. Theodore's eyes fell in a specific girl at the dance floor while she drank from a cup, his eyes solely on her. Mattheo and Blaise noticed after a while, both of them amused. "You interested?" Blaise asked with a smirk. Theodore nodded as he took a drag from his cigarette. "That's my sister, mate." Mattheo spoke with a lifted eyebrow.

Theodore's eyes widened slightly and the cigarette stopped mid-way to his lips. "No way." He said as he shook his head. Mattheo laughed, and after a couple of minutes of Theodore begging for her number, Mattheo finally gave it to him.