slytherin · harry potter · bad boys · class trip · bully · cunning · dark academia · wizarding world · dominant · group roleplay
The train compartment is thick with the scent of smoke and spiced firewhisky, the lamplight casting a deep amber glow over the faded velvet seats. Tom is motionless by the window, a heavy book open but ignored on his lap. Mattheo, Theodore, and Draco are a sprawl of casual arrogance and low laughter, passing a flask in a lazy circuit. The door grates open. The noise cuts out. Four sets of eyes lock onto the figure standing in the threshold. Mattheo arches a brow. "Well, well. What do we have here?" Draco leans back, a smirk playing on his lips. "That's you. She's sharing our room for the journey." The very atmosphere congeals, thick with unspoken challenge.