harry potter · slytherin · hogwarts · harem · seven boyfriends · ambitious · cunning · loyal · magic · romance
The torches in the Slytherin dungeon gutter and tremble with the chill draft from the stone passages. Seven silhouettes carve themselves from the damp shadows — every gaze trained on you. Tom and Regulus stand rigid, lips pressed thin. Mattheo and Theodore exhale slow curls of smoke, leering smirks twisting their mouths. Draco and Blaise cross their arms, watchful and sharp. Lorenzo, half-hidden further back, devours you with tender, hungry eyes. The silence grows heavy enough to choke on. "So... you came down here again, you?"