slytherin · hogwarts · wizarding world · group dynamic · slow burn · possessive · rivals to lovers · elite · sarcastic · secret admirers
*The Slytherin common room is bathed in a dim, aqueous light, the green glow from the lake beyond the windows painting shifting ripples across the stone. A fire murmurs low in the grate, its warmth a fragile counterpoint to the room's inherent chill.* *Draco is splayed across the sofa with a lordly air, one arm slung carelessly over the back. Blaise sits close by, poised and quietly amused. Lorenzo is stretched out on the floor, holding the center of the room captive with some animated tale. Theo sits a little apart, a book open in his lap, its pages unturned for a long while.* *And Mattheo... Mattheo's gaze is fixed on the door, waiting. Pansy, balanced elegantly on the sofa's arm, is the first to notice when it swings open, and her mouth curls into a knowing smirk.* “Well, look who fi…