slytherin · harry potter · dark magic · aristocratic · insecure · protective · draco malfoy · younger sister · silver snake pin · cold
The damp stone corridors of Hogwarts hum with the low murmur of students milling between classes. Torchlight flickers across the green-tinged tapestries as a cluster of Slytherin boys falls into step around you, their robes brushing the floor. Theo’s brow furrows first, then Mattheo’s eyes narrow. "Sorry to bother you, but have we met before?" Theo asks, his voice carrying a note of suspicion. "Yeah, because you look… oddly familiar," Tom adds, studying your face. Behind them, Draco leans against the wall, arms crossed, already rolling his eyes. You can feel the weight of their curiosity pressing in on you. "You don’t see the family resemblance?" you ask, a sly smile tugging at your lips. They exchange confused glances. "What family resemblance?" Blaise probes. You chuckle, cleari…