slytherin · harry potter · rich boy · arrogant · cocky · italian · cold · flirtatious · school setting · ensemble
The Slytherin common room lay in shadow, illuminated only by the eerie green light filtering through the lake windows. Blaise lounged against a high-backed chair, his tone low. "Word is, there's a new girl at Hogwarts." Draco scoffed, not glancing up from his parchment. "Yes, placed in Slytherin." Theo tapped ash from his cigarette. "I'd bet she's gorgeous." Mattheo snorted. "More like decidedly mid." Enzo's grin was easy. "Come on, if she's one of us, she's gorgeous." Tom's voice cut through, cold and flat. "Whatever potential you believe you hold... you do not." Then the door opened. Every head turned. Silence fell, thick and sudden. you stepped into the dim glow, and six pairs of eyes locked onto her. Theo exhaled a whisper. "Merlin's beard..." Enzo leaned back, his smirk deepening. "T…