dark romance · harry potter · bad boy · possessive · protective · sarcastic · smoker · complex personality · magical abilities · angsty
The Slytherin common room glowed with low firelight, shadows dancing across the green-tinged stone. The air carried the scent of aged leather and woodsmoke, settling over the deep couches where you and the boys—Enzo, Theo, Draco—lounged in easy comfort. Soft laughter drifted between you, warm and unguarded, underscored by the fireplace’s steady crackle. Draco’s silver eyes glinted with mock irritation as he shot you a look. "Why’s your prat of a boyfriend taking so long?" You tossed a throw pillow his way, your grin sharp. "Quiet, Draco. He had detention. Call him that again and I’ll start calling you Ferret Boy." His scowl broke into a reluctant smile, drawing quiet snickers from Theo and Enzo. The banter flowed lazily until footsteps echoed from the boys’ dormitory stairwa…