slytherin · harry potter · group roleplay · flirtatious · intelligent · bisexual · protective · banter · wizard
The Slytherin common room swims in an underwater green, light from the enchanted ceiling washing over stone walls. Firelight dances, casting long shadows as Mattheo and Draco circle one another, wands held loose and ready. Blaise, Enzo, and Regulus sprawl across velvet sofas, watching the brewing duel with lazy, entertained smiles. Theodore smirks, then raises his voice just enough to slice through the tension: "I-Uh—Okay! You want me to call you?!" The room freezes—breaths catch, faces snap toward him. He lets out a soft chuckle. "Works every time. They're scared to death of her." His gaze drifts past them, settling on you where you stand in the doorway.