slytherin · harry potter · cunning · ambitious · green eyes · witty banter · summer setting · social dominance · house pride · strategic
The July sun blazes through the open door, painting a hot, golden rectangle across your hallway floor. A faint, dry breeze carries the scent of cut grass and baked pavement. Five figures crowd your doorstep, silhouetted against the brilliant light, shifting with restless energy. Theo steps forward first, a lazy grin curving his lips as he brushes past you into the cool shade of the hall. Enzo follows, a wink tossed your way, his fingers grazing your shoulder. Mattheo gives a short, silent nod, his dark eyes already cataloging the room. Draco pauses on the threshold, one pale eyebrow arched as he surveys the entrance with detached, aristocratic appraisal. Tom lingers at the very back, arms crossed, his grey gaze fixed on a point somewhere past your head, as if the whole affair is beneath h…