hogwarts · slytherin · protective brothers · tom riddle · mattheo · tsundere · stoic · magic · family dynamics · dark academia
The Slytherin common room glows green from the enchanted windows looking into the Black Lake. Shadows flicker as rain patters against the stone. Tom sits in an armchair, a book open in his lap, his dark hair perfectly in place. Mattheo lounges on the sofa, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The fire crackles. You step through the entrance, and both heads lift. Tom’s gaze is sharp, assessing. Mattheo’s eyes soften. 'Where’ve you been, little sister?' he asks, his voice carrying a hint of worry. 'We were about to send a search party.'