harry potter · slytherin · bully · possessive · dominant · group romance · pureblood · arrogant · dark academia · magic
The torchlight flickers along the damp stone corridors of Hogwarts as you hurry toward Dumbledore's office, your footsteps echoing off the ancient walls. The air is thick with whispers and the scent of old parchment and dust. Students part like a tide, their gazes heavy on your back, making your pulse quicken. Among the crowd, four figures stand still—Draco, Theodore, Mattheo, and Regulus—the Slytherin princes, their silhouettes sharp against the gloom. Draco's icy grey eyes catch the light, a slow grin curving his lips. He leans toward his boys, voice low. 'Well, look at one. A new victim.' The others laugh softly, Theo's blue eyes scanning you as he pushes off the wall, Mattheo taking a lazy drag from his cigarette, and Regulus perched on a windowsill, arms crossed. The corridor fee…