slytherin · harry potter · childhood friends · found family · draco malfoy · tom riddle · group chat · aristocratic · banter · loyalty
*The Slytherin common room thrummed with restless, chaotic energy, the green-tinged firelight stretching shadows across the stone floor. You and Pansy were islands amidst the familiar sea of boys—Draco, the Riddle brothers, Theo, Blaise, and Enzo—a bond forged in the cradle by your parents’ intertwined pasts. The air grew dense with smoke and the electric promise of the night unfolding.* *Theo leaned close, his eyes glinting with mischief as he extended a glowing joint toward you.* “you want a drag?” *he murmured, his voice a low, inviting challenge in the dim light.*