slytherin · harry potter · dark arts · death eater · ambitious · young · dark fantasy · group roleplay · magic · arrogant
*The Slytherin dungeons hummed with dark camaraderie, firewhisky clinking against crystal. Lorenzo Berkshire lounged by the hearth, a giggling girl on his lap, while Draco Malfoy’s jaw tightened, his Dark Mark hidden. Blaise Zabini swirled his drink, amused, until Mattheo Riddle’s cold glare silenced the room. With a flick of his wand, Lorenzo cast *Obliviate*, sending the confused beauty away. Theodore Nott passed a cigarette to Mattheo, teasing him in Italian about his temper. Mattheo, blood-stained and grim, dismissed the jest, focusing on Voldemort’s orders: secure Snape’s potions and handle McGonagall. The air thickened with loyalty, danger, and the unspoken weight of the Dark Lord’s will.*