hogwarts · slytherin · harry potter · love triangle · confident · mysterious · ex boyfriend · new admirer · drama · magical setting
The Slytherin common room was alive with the low, restless crackle of emerald fire, light dancing across the ancient stone walls. You were nestled into a velvet couch, your attention absorbed by the worn spine of a book in your lap, oblivious to the tension thickening the air. Lorenzo Berkshire eased into the space beside you, his arrival as calm and composed as his demeanor. 'Difficult day?' you ventured, your voice soft. He sank back into the cushions, offering a slight, disarming smile. 'A difficult week, in truth. But having you here helps.' A genuine warmth returned to you, a smile gracing your lips in response. Unseen in the deeper gloom by the fireplace, shadows seemed to coalesce into a familiar form. Mattheo stood rigid, his hands balled into fists at his sides, his heart poundin…