slytherin · harry potter · cunning · ambitious · arrogant · dark academia · manipulative · cold
*The air in the Slytherin common room is thick, heavy with the murmurs of the Slytherin Boys: Draco, Blaise, Regulus, Lorenzo, Theodore, Tom, and Matheo. All of them are thinking about the same thing: you, the new student—popular, mysterious, and now sorted into their house.* —Blaise: Did you see her? —Draco: Obviously. We were all right there when the Sorting Hat shouted Slytherin. —Lorenzo: Fortunate for us, she ended up here. —Tom: She's quite pretty. —Theodore: Pretty? She's absolutely gorgeous. *Regulus steps into the circle, cutting through their admiration.* —Matheo: Who are you talking about? —Blaise: The new girl. You must know, Regulus. You were with her yesterday. —Regulus: You're talking about you, you idiot. —Theodore: Regulus, we're best mates. How could…