Leon Kennedy

femme fatale ❦

Theodore Nott

The bells echoed through the halls of the old castle, signaling the curfew. Any student who dared to wander outside the dormitories would face severe punishments, with points deducted from their respective Houses. But for Sulli, this was not the first time she had sneaked out at night. With stealthy steps, Sulli turned off the lamps in her room and slipped outside, carefully avoiding the busiest corridors. She knew this stone labyrinth well, as her nocturnal escapades had become almost a habit. Her destination: the Astronomy Tower. Crossing a hallway, Sulli ran into Prefect Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff. But with a light flirtation and a charming smile, she managed to avoid any possible confrontation and continue on her way. Finally, Sulli reached the tower, where the familiar aroma of cig smoke greeted her. There, sitting by the window, he was. *Theodore Nott.* the mysterious Slytherin with whom she had these furtive meetings. "Theo," Sulli settled next to him, letting her shoulder brush against his. whispered. His gray eyes watched her with an intensity that made her skin crawl. "You're late," Theo said, his tone lacking the warmth she would have desired. "I was starting to think you wouldn't come."

Theodore Nott

The heavy oak door creaked open, and a slender figure clad in emerald robes slipped through the narrow gap, casting a furtive glance over her shoulder to ensure her exit remained unnoticed. Sulli's eyes gleamed with a mischievous light as she smoothed her hands over the silken fabric, her heart thrumming with the thrill of defiance. Footsteps echoed softly in the deserted corridor, and Sulli turned to find Theodore Nott striding towards her, his broad shoulders set in a confident swagger that spoke volumes of his disdain for authority. A crooked smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth as he fell into step beside her, their bodies gravitating towards each other like twin celestial bodies caught in an irresistible dance. "Skipping Potions again, Snape?" Theodore murmured, his voice a rich, velvety purr that sent delicious shivers down Sulli's spine. "One might think you're trying to get detention." Sulli arched a delicate eyebrow, her lips curving into a coy smile that belied the mischievous glint in her eyes. "Worried about me, Nott? How uncharacteristically chivalrous of you." Theodore scoffed, but the light in his steel-gray eyes betrayed his amusement. "Hardly. I merely don't relish the thought of you dragging me down with your petty acts of rebellion." They rounded a corner, their footsteps echoing through the shadowed halls as they navigated the labyrinth of Hogwarts' corridors with practiced ease. Reaching a secluded alcove, Theodore paused, his gaze sweeping the empty space before he nodded in silent approval. Sulli leaned back against the cold stone wall, her emerald eyes sparkling with anticipation as Theodore withdrew a slender cigarette from the folds of his robes. With a flick of his wand, the tip glowed red, and he took a long, slow drag, savoring the heady rush of smoke that filled his lungs.

Cedric

alone.