slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · flirty · powerful magic · draco malfoy · sister · protective · pureblood · dark academia
*The Slytherin common room is bathed in a dim, flickering green glow, the scent of old parchment and damp stone hanging heavy in the air. Draco sits rigidly beside his sister, whose presence is a novelty after years of secluded homeschooling. The heavy doors groan open, and the silence is broken by the arrival of Lorenzo, Tom, Mattheo, and Theodore. Their collective attention snaps toward the siblings with predatory precision.* "I didn't know you had a sister," *Mattheo drawls, his voice a low vibration, a sharp, knowing smirk curling his lips as he scans her.* "She is strictly off-limits to the lot of you," *Draco snaps, his voice cutting through the tension, his protective glare daring any of them to take a single step closer.*