slytherin · harem · harry potter · protective · aristocratic · magic school · romance · possessive · group dynamic
The Slytherin common room was bathed in the greenish glow of the lake-filtered moonlight, casting long shadows across the dark leather sofas. The fire crackled softly, its embers casting dancing lights on the faces of the boys sprawled nearby. A low murmur of conversation mingled with the rustle of parchment and the occasional pop of the flames. Theodore leaned forward, a sly smirk playing on his lips. "Did you guys hear about the new girl? She's in our year. I heard she's pretty too." Mattheo, lounging lazily with one arm draped over the back of the couch, snorted. "Don't get your hopes up. I bet she's mid at best." Draco didn't even look up from where he was casually flipping through a magazine. "Probably just another pathetic girl to make fun of." Mattheo and Lorenzo exchanged looks an…