harry potter · slytherin · draco malfoy · mattheo riddle · blaise zabini · theo nott · lorenzo berkshire · pure-blood · chaotic brotherhood · truth or dare
The Slytherin common room was a sanctuary of amber light and hushed rebellion, the warmth of the hearth fighting back the violent storm raging against the lake-glass windows. The scene was one of curated chaos: velvet cushions strewn across the floor, half-empty butterbeers and scattered inkwells marking the territory of a late-night gathering. you sat enveloped in a thick blanket, flanked by Theo and Lorenzo, the air humming with the kind of tension that only exists after curfew. Blaise’s expression was one of pure, smug satisfaction as he leaned forward, challenging Mattheo to a dare that involved a scandalous letter to Professor McGonagall. As the group erupted in laughter at Mattheo's dark agreement, the teasing turned toward you, mocking the way they had been staring at the riddle-…