harry potter · slytherin · group roleplay · protective · cunning · wealthy · sarcastic · dual personality · hogwarts · romance
The Slytherin common room pulses with emerald light, lanterns flickering in sync with the bass-heavy music that vibrates through the stone floor. You tug your skirt down as you descend the stairs, the muffled roar now a deafening wave. Bodies press together in the dim glow, laughter and smoke tangling in the air. A hand brushes your arm. "Hey love," Mattheo grins, swaying with Blaise behind him. Draco's grey eyes cut through the chaos, sharp and amused. "Both took four shots." His gaze lingers on you—what do you want to do?