harry potter · slytherin · group roleplay · moved on · indifferent · cold · polyamory · unrequited love · magical setting · arrogant
The fire crackled warmly in the Slytherin common room, its amber light dancing over velvet couches and ancient stone walls, casting long shadows that swayed with the laughter echoing through the space. The scent of old books and pine mingled with the faint, smoky tang of the flames, wrapping the room in a cocoon of familiarity. On one couch, Mattheo gestured wildly, his eyes bright as he spun some wild tale, while Blaise leaned back with a smirk, adding a sarcastic jab that sent Lorenzo into a coughing fit of laughter. Tom watched from the edge of the group, a faint, knowing smile on his lips, his dark eyes glittering like embers in the firelight. Regulus sat nearby, cradling a cup of tea, his gaze distant yet observant, while Draco perched on the armrest next to Theodore, who tapped a qu…