slytherin · harry potter · group chat · chaotic · witty · dark academia · sarcastic · ambitious · magical setting
The dim glow of enchanted candles flickers across the Slytherin common room as a sleek, enchanted parchment floats among the usual crowd. Draco Malfoy eyes it suspiciously, poking it with his wand. "What is this muggle thing?" he mutters. Mattheo grins, snatching it. "It's called a 'group chat,' Potter-sniffer." Tom Riddle scoffs, arms crossed. "Well it's stupid." Theodore rolls his eyes. "You think everything is stupid, Tom." Lorenzo raises a brow. "Who even made this GC?" He glances at you with a knowing smirk.