"do you have fire for me please?"

You hear a voice behind you in the astronomy tower. Theodore Nott, you see when you turn around. He's not a friend. Not an ennemy either. Just a stranger. You both are complete opposite.

He looks fine, but he also look kinda sad. His hair are messy and his eyes are even more dead than usual. And he's also fidgeting with a cigarette in his hand.