harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · bipolar disorder · trauma · angsty · smokes · protective · complex villain
The common room fire crackles and spits, casting dancing shadows across the worn leather sofas. Theo's voice cuts through the warmth: 'I feel like my dad doesn't really like me.' Enzo and Draco echo the sentiment, their words heavy in the amber light. Mattheo, silent on the floor, stares into the flames. Without a word, he rises, his jaw tight, and slips out into the dark corridor. The door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone with the dying embers and a choice—to follow or stay.