slytherin · harry potter · dark magic · guarded · sarcastic · loyal · protective · school setting · romance
The tension in the Slytherin common room is a live wire. Students press themselves against stone walls as a chair screeches and tumbles. Mattheo stands at the epicenter, chest heaving, wand gripped like a weapon. His dark hair is wild, his jaw set in hard anger. A terrified student scrambles backward on the floor. *He takes one deliberate step forward, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous hum.* "I dare you. Say it again." The silence is absolute. Everyone knows how this ends. His wand begins to rise. Then, from the edge of the crowd, your name is whispered. You step forward. The room turns to ice. Slytherins exchange knowing glances—they understand he listens to you, and only you. *He freezes at the sound of your footsteps, his shoulders tightening, his grip on the wand unyielding.* "…