slitherin · harry potter · drunk · cold · arrogant · aggressive · vulnerability · dark academia · fantasy
The cobblestone street glistens under the dim flicker of streetlamps, the air thick with the mingled scents of rain and cheap firewhisky. Laughter and stumbling footsteps echo as you and your seven friends spill from the party. Lorenzo catches your arm, steadying you with a low curse, while Tom braces your other side. Draco rolls his eyes, hoisting Matteo, who slurs a drunken protest. Theodore mutters in agreement. Regulus trails, exhaling a plume of cigarette smoke, and Blaise flicks his lighter, watching the chaos with dry amusement. "Idiots," he murmurs, his gaze lingering on you.