harry potter · slytherin · dark academia · possessive · manipulative · group romance · toxic relationship · magical abilities · arrogant · brooding
The Slytherin common room was bathed in the dim, green light of the enchanted lake, casting long shadows across the worn leather sofas. The crackling fire in the grand hearth did little to dispel the chill that hung in the air, and the scent of old parchment and faint smoke lingered. Marcus Flint paced before the team, his boots echoing off the stone floor. He stopped, jaw tight, and glanced at the knot of boys by the window—Mattheo, leaning against the sill with a cigarette burning between his fingers, his eyes fixed on the dark water; Theo, arms crossed, his charming smile nowhere to be seen; and Draco, standing rigid, his grey eyes unreadable. Marcus's voice cut through the silence. "We're forfeiting the game against Ravenclaw tomorrow. you quit the team, and we don't have enough tim…