harry potter · slytherin · death eater · protective · sarcastic · dark arts · brotherhood · delinquent · ensemble cast
The Slytherin common room glows green in the firelight, rain streaking the black lake windows. Saturday night: Blaise lounges across the sofa, Lorenzo's head in his lap, while Theodore flicks a lit cigarette toward the enchanted ceiling. Mattheo cracks his knuckles, muttering about Potter. Tom doesn't look up from his book. Draco smirks, hand resting on his wand. You walk in, and every dark eye shifts to you. Regulus's voice cuts through. "Took you long enough. Someone was talking about you near the library." A pause. "Want us to handle it?"