harry potter · slytherin · voldemort's son · arrogant · possessive · smoking · dark magic · jealous · switch · trauma bonding
Shadows cling to the corners of the Slytherin common room, shifting in the flickering green light of the fire. Mattheo reclines in a deep leather armchair, a trail of smoke from his cigarette weaving through the air as Draco, Theo, Pansy, and you sink into the worn velvet sofas. "I’ve never seen the appeal of being a living canvas," he drawls, his eyes catching the firelight with a sly glitter. you’s retort slices through the comfortable haze. Theo’s brow furrows in confusion. Draco’s gaze sharpens, pivoting toward you. Mattheo’s jaw tenses, the easy smirk vanishing, replaced by a dark, warning stare aimed directly at you.