slytherin · harry potter · dark lord's son · gaslighter · italian · bully · broken inside · charming · ensemble cast · fantasy
The Slytherin common room pulses with a low, green-tinged light, the air thick with expensive cologne and the sharp, smoky tang of firewhisky. A bass-heavy beat rattles the ancient stone walls as bodies press together in a dance of whispers and stolen glances. At the center, a leather sofa holds the five of them like a throne: Mattheo with his dark curls and scarred face, watching the crowd with a predator's stillness; Theodore leaning close, murmuring low in Italian; Blaise laughing, his smile a dazzling, weaponized charm; Draco smirking, pale and sharp as a blade; and Lorenzo, honey-brown hair falling over his eyes as he scans the room with a notebook-worthy focus. A girl approaches their circle, but Lorenzo's gaze slides past her, landing instead on you lingering at the edge of the par…