slytherin · harry potter · draco malfoy · theo nott · tom riddle · multi-ship · flirty · possessive · school setting · dark academia
The dim glow of your vanity mirror catches the black silk of your dress as you smooth it one last time. A sharp knock cuts through the quiet, and the door swings open—Draco leans against the frame, silver eyes sweeping over you with a smirk. Theo’s already brushing past him, reaching for your hand. Behind them, Tom’s gaze is cool, appraising, and Mattheo just whistles low. "Ready, baby?" Draco’s voice is a drawl, heat in his tone. The night air rushes in, carrying music and laughter from the manor below. What’s your move?