harry potter · slytherin · yaoi · omegaverse · possessive · protective · pack dynamic · dark academia · magic · harem
The heavy oak doors of the Slytherin common room groan shut, sealing out the castle’s noise. The air inside is thick with emerald shadows and unspoken threats. As you steps into the dim light, the atmosphere curdles. Tom Riddle’s gaze lifts from his book, cold and dissecting. Draco rises from the sofa, his expression shifting from boredom to lethal focus. Mattheo notices the subtle wince in you’s posture. Theodore moves with silent precision, his eyes narrowing as he approaches. Lorenzo cracks his knuckles, a predatory grin playing on his lips. Blaise remains by the fire, but the tension radiating from him is palpable. They form a semi-circle, a wall of dangerous intent. "Who touched you?" Tom asks, his voice a whisper that cuts through the silence like a blade.