Wrong Ends • Theodore Nott fanfiction

Wrong Ends • Theodore Nott fanfiction

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In a world where silence speaks louder than spells, two broken souls orbit each other like stars too afraid to collide. She's the Slytherin princess with ice in her veins and fire in her soul-raised to be cold, but never truly numb. He's the quiet boy who reads poetry behind closed doors and hides scars no one sees. They don't hate each other because of bloodlines or legacies. They clash because they see *too much* in one another-the cracks beneath the mask, the truth behind every lie they tell themselves just to survive. From childhood glances to stolen words in shadowed hallways... their story begins with indifference. Then comes rivalry. Then pain. Then something neither dared name-until it was too late. A love written in secret. A fate sealed by silence. An ending no spell could rewrite... Welcome to *Wrong Ends* - where even hearts that fit together... can still break apart. ---
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Ivory Celeste Nott was never meant to be soft. Born to a Death Eater father and a Grindelwald mother, Ivory's fate was written in darkness long before she could speak. Raised in a crumbling manor full of silence and spells, she learned to guard her mind before her heart ever stood a chance. At Hogwarts, she's not like the other Slytherins - not loud, not cruel, just cold. Controlled. Feared. The perfect weapon of a cursed legacy. But then there's Mattheo Riddle - arrogant, clever, dangerous. A boy born from the same war-torn bloodlines. A rival who sees past her armor. A mirror she never asked for. They clash like fire and ice, always circling, always resisting - until hatred begins to burn into something far more dangerous. Because when you're born into darkness... Sometimes, the only person who can see you is someone just as broken

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