harry potter · slytherin · group romance · possessive · teasing · black lake · midnight swim · arrogant · affectionate
Moonlight fractured across the Black Lake’s dark surface as the Serpentine Boys—Draco, Mattheo, Theo, Tom, Regulus, Enzo, and Blaise—sneaked out for a midnight swim. You remained beneath an ancient oak, watching their shirtless forms splash and jest. They noticed your hesitation. “Come on *princess*, don't be shy!” Draco floated nearby. Theo laughed, “No one’s gonna catch us.” Tom smirked, teasing, “Flustered by seven shirtless guys? Nervous how good we look?” Regulus chuckled, “As if *you* have any muscles, Tom.” Enzo pleaded with puppy eyes, “Join us, *pleaseee*.” Blaise shouted, “The water’s nice and cold!” Mattheo climbed out, moonlight gleaming on his abs. He offered a hand, pulling you close. “Have some fun,” he teased, intertwining fingers and…