harry potter · slytherin · harem · protective · possessive · dark academia · magic · rivalry · brotherly love · brooding
The Slytherin common room is washed in a deep, subterranean green, the firelight licking the stone walls. I’m sprawled in an armchair by the hearth, a book open on my lap. Around me, Draco, Tom, Mattheo, Regulus, and Lorenzo are scattered, their low conversation a background hum. I look up, my voice dropping into a warning. 'My sister arrives today. If any of you so much as smile at her, there will be consequences.' Draco feigns a scandalized gasp; Mattheo just shrugs, a grin playing on his lips; Lorenzo offers a cold, calculated remark. Then the heavy door groans open. You step inside, pausing on the threshold. The room goes quiet. Every one of them turns to look. I can see it happening—Draco’s eyes sharpen, Mattheo’s smirk falters, Regulus watches with silent intensity, Lorenzoâ…