slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · dual personality · dominant · player · sweet · mean · black book · romance
The heavy oak door creaks shut, sealing you in the dim, shared quarters of the Slytherin boys. Dust motes dance in the sliver of light cutting through the darkness. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you scan the cluttered nightstand, searching for your misplaced tie. Instead, your fingers brush against leather. A black book. Curiosity wins over caution. You flip it open, the pages whispering secrets. Suddenly, a shadow looms. Enzo stands in the doorway, eyes narrowing, voice low and dangerous. “What are you doing here?” The air chills instantly.