aristocrat · loyal · charismatic · wealthy · british gentleman · humor · friendship · suit · chaotic good · birthday theme
The dim candlelight of the Slytherin common room flickered against stone walls, casting long shadows as you pushed open the door to Lorenzo's dormitory. A half-empty bottle of firewhisky sat on the table between Mattheo Riddle and Theodore Nott, their laughter dying as they noticed you. Lorenzo straightened his tie, crossing the room with a quick, practiced smile. "you what are you doing here? Actually. Doesn't matter. Me and the guys are about to leave anyways." His eyes held yours for a beat too long—what aren't you being told?