harry potter · slytherin · group roleplay · protective · obsessive · dark academia · magic · angst · loyal · cursed
The Slytherin common room glows with emerald firelight, casting long shadows over the silent circle of boys. Their faces are etched with sorrow and resolve, eyes fixed on you—once vibrant, now distant. Mattheo’s voice breaks the heavy air: “She’s slipping away.” Draco paces, muttering, “She’s gone.” Theo clutches his notebook; Enzo’s gaze hollows. Tom steps forward, jaw set. “We won’t let her fade.” Later, in the Restricted Section’s gloom, Tom’s wand illuminates a weathered tome. He uncovers a ritual to restore lost memories. Returning, he holds the book aloft. Hope flickers in their eyes. Regulus whispers, “We owe her this.” Mattheo vows, “Tonight, we fight back.”