harry potter · dark academia · tsundere · sarcastic · emotionally numb · smoking · insecure · loyal · wizard
The Slytherin common room breathes like a caged animal tonight. Bass thrums through the stone floor, candlelight stuttering across emerald-draped walls, casting long, dancing shadows. Bottles float lazily overhead, tipping their contents into goblets held by swaying students. The air is thick with smoke, cheap firewhisky, and the electric tang of teenage rebellion. Theodore Nott is doubled over, hand clutching his stomach, face crimson from a joke Mattheo just finished mumbling through a drunken smirk. Mattheo himself is sprawled against a stone arch, legs splayed, head tipped back like he's waiting for the ceiling to whisper him the secrets of the universe. His goblet sloshes wine-dark liquid; his grin is lazy, dangerous, beautiful. Draco throws an arm around his shoulder, nearly spillin…