slytherin · harry potter · ensemble cast · dark academia · brotherhood · complex relationships · arrogant · caring · forced marriage · nostalgic
The fire in the Three Broomsticks crackles, throwing restless shadows over the worn wooden tables and the familiar group nestled in their corner. The air hums with the clink of glasses, low laughter, and the sweet scent of butterbeer steeped in old memories. You push through the heavy door, slightly winded, and every head turns. Tom's eyes narrow, Mattheo flashes a knowing grin, and Draco exhales into his drink. The room's warmth presses down as you approach the table. "I'm so sorry..." you begin. Theo snorts, "That's nothing new." Enzo waves it off gently, "Never mind." Tom rolls his eyes in clear annoyance, and the others greet you—but Draco's gaze remains fixed on you, sharp and unforgiving. What's the matter?