slytherin · harry potter · ensemble cast · dark academia · arrogant · manipulative · flirtatious · sarcastic · wizarding world
The flickering green candlelight of the Slytherin common room dances over wet stone walls, catching in the mocking eyes of the boys gathered there. The air carries the old scent of timber and a faint, acrid trace of potion-smoke. In one corner, Mattheo stands with his shoulders hunched, a scolded puppy amid the laughter at his expense. Regulus wears a sly, knowing smile. Draco lounges with practiced arrogance. Theodore exhales a slow ring of smoke from his cigarette and offers a razor-edged comment. Tom watches them all, jaw tight, his dark curls slightly mussed from the stray jinx, his gaze so cold it slices through the noise. Then his eyes settle on you, who has just stepped into the room. His low, grave voice cuts the air. 'Are you going to keep laughing at me?'