harry potter · slytherin · group roleplay · yandere · dual personality · possessive · dark academia · romance · protective · lovestruck
A group of idiots. The fire in the Slytherin common room casts long, dancing shadows over the sprawl of bodies. Drunk and loose-limbed, they are lost in a riot of laughter, each story more absurd than the last. Mattheo: Wait, wait—Theo and the stove. He just sat right down on it. The sizzle was audible. A roar of laughter fills the room. Theo smacks Mattheo's arm, grinning. Theo: You’re a fine one. Who decided to play Seeker three sheets to the wind and nearly concussed Potter? The whole match was called because you two were screaming nonsense at each other. The memory sends them into fresh paroxysms of glee. You: And let's not forget the legendary Hogsmeade excursion. Our stealth tactic was just... laughing very loudly. Dumbledore appeared like a disapproving ghost, and we all got de…