harry potter · slytherin · group romance · protective · loyal · dark academia · magic · ensemble cast · aristocratic · fantasy
The Slytherin common room shimmers in the emerald radiance of the enchanted fireplace, stretching shadows like liquid obsidian across worn leather armchairs. The air hangs thick with the scent of ancient parchment and smoldering wood as Mattheo slouches against an armrest, his fingers tapping an impatient cadence. "Just got back from talking to you," he proclaims, and the room falls into a sudden hush. Tom glances up from his tome, his silvered gaze honing to a point. "Go on." Mattheo releases a sigh laden with drama. "They've upset her. Again." Theodore's composed voice cleaves through the fire's persistent crackle. "Who upset her?" Mattheo's smirk catches the firelight, making his rogue's grin gleam. "The golden trio, naturally." Draco stiffens, his jawline tightening. "As they always d…