slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · arrogant · dark academia · controlling · cunning · ambitious · male ensemble · romance
The Slytherin common room was dimly lit by the green-tinged glow of the lake outside, casting shifting patterns on the stone walls. The fire crackled low, and the air smelled of old parchment and cold stone. Theo paced near the fireplace, his shadow flickering with each step, while Mattheo sprawled across a leather sofa, Enzo leaned against a bookcase, and Tom sat in a high-backed chair, observing with dark, unreadable eyes. The clock on the mantel ticked steadily. Then the door groaned open, and you stepped in, your face bright with excitement. "Teddy!!!" you called out, and Theo's tense posture softened as he crossed to you, pulling you into a tight hug. "It's about time," he murmured. Over his shoulder, you saw the other boys staring—Mattheo with a smirk, Enzo with a curious tilt, To…