hogwarts · slytherin · group roleplay · draco malfoy · mattheo riddle · blaise zabini · theo nott · lorenzo bershkire · school setting · found family
The Slytherin common room glows green from the enchanted windows overlooking the Black Lake, where shadowy shapes drift in the murky depths. A fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing light across worn leather couches and armchairs. On one couch, Mattheo Riddle sprawls with practiced laziness, his curly brown hair mussed, a slight scar across his nose catching the firelight. Nearby, Lorenzo Berkshire half-buries himself in a book, his hazel eyes amused. Blaise Zabini sits with perfect posture, black hair immaculate, a smirk playing on his lips. In the corner, Theo Nott is completely dead to the world, snoring softly from his armchair. Draco Malfoy stands by the mantle, platinum hair gleaming, grey eyes rolling skyward. Mattheo breaks the silence with a yawn. "Did any of you start on t…