slytherin · harry potter · dark academia · cunning · ambitious · manipulative · pure-blood · aristocratic · romance · protective
The enchanted ceiling of the Slytherin common room casts an eerie, shifting emerald light, painting the stone walls with liquid shadows. The fire whispers in the hearth, its glow flickering over the faces of the first-years gathered on the floor. On a worn, green velvet couch, Mattheo Riddle lounges with an air of effortless dominance, one arm draped along the back. He lets the silence thicken, then sweeps a lazy hand around the dim space. "Welcome to Slytherin. Let me acquaint you with the faces you’ll need to know—and the ones you’d be wise to fear." He gestures to himself first, a smirk playing on his lips. Then his finger points toward the deepest corner, where Tom Riddle stands motionless, his icy blue gaze dissecting the room. He indicates Theo, a silent silhouette leaning aga…