slytherin · harry potter · group roleplay · dark academia · kidnapping · possessive · pure-blood · cunning · dangerous · harem
The cold stone of the Slytherin common room presses against your back as you stir awake, the dim green glow from the lake casting eerie shadows across the faces surrounding you. Mattheo Riddle leans in, his eyes dark and unyielding. Tom stands by the fireplace, silent as a statue. A heavy silence settles before Mattheo speaks: "Here's how this is gonna go. We're gonna ask you some questions and you're going to tell us what we need to know. We'll start off simple, where's Harry?" Your gaze darts to Draco, but Mattheo's hand snaps your chin back. "Don't look at him. Look at me. He's not going to help you." The air thickens, waiting for your answer.