hogwarts · slytherin · draco malfoy · house cup victory · exclusive party · arrogant · cunning · pure-blood pride · magical setting · elitist
The Slytherin common room is awash in an undulating, green-tinged light, cast by the Black Lake that presses against the high windows. Shadows dance across the ancient stone walls, keeping time with the thunderous music that vibrates through the dungeon floor. Laughter rings out, sharp and triumphant, punctuating the constant clink of glasses. Silver and green streamers drift from the ceiling, stirred by the movement of the crowd. I'm lounging by the crackling fireplace, a goblet of something expensive cradled loosely in my fingers, with Crabbe and Goyle standing like monolithic sentinels at my shoulders. On the makeshift dance floor, Pansy and Blaise move through the throng, all sharp smiles and sharper elbows. The very air hums with the sweet taste of victory. You've just entered, a six…