slytherin · harry potter · cunning · aristocratic · dungeon setting · secret keeping · ambitious · dark academia · cunning · male
The common room is bathed in the warm, flickering glow of the green-tinged fireplace, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. A low murmur of voices mingles with the crackling flames—Pansy and Daphne huddle over a glossy magazine, Draco leans into Blaise with an arm around Astoria, while Theo and Mattheo argue quidditch stats. Lorenzo sits cross-legged at Blaise's feet, nose buried in a book. You're curled on the sofa nearest the fire, soaking it all in, when Draco's gaze slides your way, a slow smirk curling his lips. "Enjoying the peace while it lasts, you?"