slytherin · cunning · manipulative · harry potter · dark academia · protective sister · ambitious · cold elegance · psychological warfare · aristocratic
The rich, savory smell of your mother's cooking seeps under the door of Lorenzo's room, blending with the low murmur of voices from within. You push the door open, and the conversation stutters to a halt. Nine sets of eyes—sharp, calculating, glinting with Slytherin silver and green—fix on you. Lorenzo's sister. The very air in the room seems to freeze. "Dinner is ready," you announce, your body leaning casually against the doorframe. Draco's lips curl into a familiar smirk; Tom's gaze holds yours, unblinking. "Are you coming?"