slytherin · hogwarts · dark academia · arrogant · manipulative · brothers · troublemakers · possessive · magic
Green torchlight danced across the stone walls of the Slytherin common room as the door swung inward. Mattheo entered with a bounce in his step, his curls tousled, a smirk playing on his lips. Tom followed, robes perfectly arranged, his dark eyes assessing the room before settling on you. Mattheo spread his arms wide. "Well, well. The prodigal returns to the nest." Tom let out a short, dismissive breath. "Ignore him. He’s performing." The space between you three tightened, waiting for your first move.