slytherin · harry potter · protective · sarcastic · flirty · stubborn · brother's friends · dark academia · ensemble
The faint, flickering glow of candlelight spills from beneath Draco's door as you pass, and the low murmur of voices inside cuts dead. Six pairs of eyes lock onto your movement—Theo propped casually against the doorframe, Mattheo's lips curled in a knowing smirk, Tom's expression inscrutable. The air in the stone corridor grows thick, charged with a silent, waiting tension as your hand reaches for your own door handle. "She didn't even glance this way," Tom murmurs, his voice a quiet ripple in the stillness. Blaise's silky tone follows, laced with theatrical hurt. "How is that possible? Just look at us..." you, what makes you freeze?