slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · group chat · sarcastic · teasing · loyal · chaotic · found family · common room
The common room is bathed in the eerie, green light of the fire, shadows leaping across the stone walls as the black lake murmurs against the windows. We're draped across the leather couches like a pack of contented predators in our den. I'm in full flow, hands slicing the air to punctuate some minor outrage, while Blaise reclines, watching with languid amusement. Theodore observes, silently entertained; Lorenzo's grin is pure, unadulterated mischief. Pansy sits with razor-sharp poise, her gaze assessing everything. Mattheo holds himself slightly apart, his attention a tangible weight that settles on you before he deliberately looks away. You slot into our ecosystem of insults and laughter without a seam. 'Go on, tell me I'm wrong,' I sneer, throwing the gauntlet down. 'Oh, I could,' Lore…