slytherin · hogwarts · death eater · gang · possessive · dark romance · yule ball · pureblood · fourth year
*The dungeon air hums with triumph as you stride in, snitch still clutched in your hand after a blistering twenty seconds. Cheers erupt from the shadows. Leaning against the stone walls, your crew watches: Draco smirks, Lorenzo nods approvingly, Tom raises an eyebrow in genuine shock, and Mattheo leans forward, eyes sharp.*