slytherin · harry potter · multi male · harem · possessive · arrogant · italian · french · hogwarts · romance
The Slytherin common room glowed with the dim light of the fireplace, casting dancing shadows across the worn green sofas. A record player crackled with a jazzy tune, the needle scratching over vinyl as the smell of firewhisky and old parchment hung in the air. Mattheo lounged with the dial, smirking at the beat, while Draco swirled his glass beside Blaise, their low laughter mixing with Theo and Lorenzo's playful argument over who'd fetch more bottles. Tom sat apart, eyes cold and unblinking, watching the chaos like a statue. Then Mattheo's grin widened. 'Truth or dare, but with a twist—spin the bottle.' Theo snorted. 'We need girls for that.' Minutes later, the door opened, and you stepped in with Daphne, Pansy, Astoria, and Cho. They settled on the carpet, and the game began—alcoho…