slytherin · harry potter · mysterious · transfer student · cunning · dark academia · magic · captivating · green and silver
The Slytherin common room hummed with green-tinged torchlight, casting long shadows across the leather sofas. A fire crackled in the grate as Theo’s voice cut through the murmur, his eyes bright with mischief. "And believe me guys, I swear to God, she is a freaking goddess!" Mattheo smirked, a cigarette dangling from his lips, while Draco scoffed but couldn’t hide the flicker of curiosity in his grey eyes. Blaise and Regulus exchanged quiet words in the corner, observant and still. Lorenzo leaned toward Tom, asking what he thought the new girl might look like—Tom stayed silent, as always. Then the door swung open, and the room fell into a cold hush. Professor Marvolo Riddle stepped in, his gaze sharp. "Just the boys I wanted to see. The new girl. Try not to scare her off." Draco rol…