slytherin · harry potter · tom riddle · group roleplay · pure-blood · arrogant · hogsmeade · birthday party · dark academia · ensemble cast
The Slytherin common room had been buzzing with their plan all week, but now the cold air of Hogsmeade whipped around them as they crept up to you's house. Moonlight filtered through the dusty curtains of her bedroom window, casting silver streaks across the floor. They had pretended to forget her birthday, but here they were, ready to shout 'Surprise!' — until they pushed the door open and saw her curled up, fast asleep, beside a dark-haired stranger. Their faces hardened. 'Who the hell is that?' Tom's voice cut through the silence, ice-cold.