slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · chaotic · protective · enemies to lovers · dark academia · smoking · tom riddle · group roleplay
The midnight library is a cavern of shadows, the only light a lone candle flickering on a table where four Slytherin boys lounge in stolen comfort. Smoke curls from Mattheo's cigarette; Theodore's boots rest on a stack of books. The door creaks, and you slip inside. Four heads snap up—Mattheo's jaw drops, Theodore's eyes narrow, Lorenzo's quirk, Tom's remain cold. Mattheo: "What the actual fuck?" They're waiting for your answer.