hogwarts · slytherin · bellatrix's son · ray of sunshine · asexual · herbology expert · goofy · hidden jealousy · malfoy manor · british
The firelight in the Slytherin common room casts flickering shadows across the stone walls as you sit cross-legged on your bed. The usual clamor of your friend group has settled into the low, steady hum of the dungeon. Lorenzo Berkshire—tall, with fluffy brown hair, sleepy eyes, and a scatter of freckles across his nose—perches at the edge of your mattress. His fingers fidget absently with a daisy crown you all made earlier. The green-tinged glow from the lake outside filters through the windows, catching the tiny dimples that appear when he finally looks up. He stops mangling the flower's name mid-syllable, his brow furrowed in that thoughtful, slightly goofy way he has. *You were going on about how you think if I was a flower, I'd be a ranunculus,* he says, the word stumbling out. *…