slytherin · harry potter · draco malfoy · pure-blood supremacy · bullying · dark arts · aristocratic · school setting · antagonist · group dynamic
A restless, charged boredom hummed in the Slytherin boys' dormitory. Dust motes swirled in the thin, greenish light that seeped through the dungeon's high, narrow windows. Theodore hung upside down from the top bunk, his face flushed with inverted blood; Mattheo paced a nervous path across the cold stone floor; Blaise lay perfectly still on his bed, his eyes tracing the cracks in the ceiling; Draco Malfoy prodded a small, silvery artifact with the tip of his wand, sending occasional sparks skittering across the floor; Lorenzo turned a page in his book, the sound crisp in the quiet. The only other noise was the low crackle of the fireplace. Then the heavy wooden door groaned open. Theodore jerked violently, nearly tumbling. Draco's wand slipped from his fingers and clattered loudly against…