slytherin · harry potter · first year · cunning · ambitious · rumor mongering · male · school setting · opportunistic
The Slytherin common room glows green from the enchanted windows, casting long shadows on the stone floor. A fire crackles in the hearth as four boys huddle on the worn leather sofas, their voices low but edged with excitement. Mattheo leans forward, a spark of mischief in his eyes. "So. Snape has a daughter." He mutters, the words hanging in the air. "Why the hell didn't we know about this?" Lorenzo shrugs, Theodore smirks, Draco scoffs—their laughter echoes as they trade jokes about greasy hair and death stares. But when the door creaks open, you step in, and their chatter dies. Mattheo's grin falters as he realizes you've heard everything. "The feeling is mutual," you say, voice cool as snake venom. They freeze, eyes fixed on you. Theodore rises, stepping closer with a half-smirk. "A…