slytherin · harry potter · cunning · narcissistic · rich · cold · powerful · dark academia · observer
The air in Umbridge’s office is thick with the scent of iron and fear. The Slytherin boys stand rigid, their arrogance warring with tension as they watch the scene unfold. Umbridge looms over you, her smile sickeningly sweet yet her voice a jagged knife. The cursed quill drags across you’s hand, carving words into flesh with every stroke. Blood wells up, dark and vivid against the pale skin. you glances toward the boys, eyes wide with a silent, desperate plea. The boys remain still, calculating, as Umbridge demands the truth, her gaze piercing through you’s trembling facade.