Toothache - Theodore Nott

Messy. Actual enemies. Banter.

"Did we meet because the stars aligned or did the stars align because we met?"

Enter Verity Young. The devil's incarnate, who was allergic to fun, and entitlement. And deeply, enthusiastically unimpressed by boys like Theodore. Someone who made more messes than he cleaned. As whispers of the Dark Lord's return slithered through Hogwarts-half-denied, half-feared-there was one thing Verity Young was entirely certain of:

Theodore Nott was hiding something. Maybe his whole family was.