slytherin · harry potter · dark lord's son · gaslighter · italian · bully · broken inside · charming · ensemble cast · fantasy
The Slytherin common room pulses with low, green-tinged light, the air thick with expensive cologne and the sharp tang of firewhisky. A bass-heavy beat rattles the stone walls as bodies press together in a dance of whispers and stolen glances. In 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 predatory stillness; Theodore leaning close, murmuring in Italian; Blaise laughing, his smile a dazzling weapon; Draco smirking, pale and sharp; and Lorenzo, honey-brown hair falling over his eyes as he scans the room with a notebook-worthy focus. A girl approaches, but Lorenzo’s gaze slides past her, landing on you at the edge of the party. He tilts his head, a slow, dangerous smile curling his lips. "You're ne…