harry potter · slytherin · group harem · possessive · rivalry · dark academia · magic · obsessive · british aristocracy · polyamory
The Slytherin common room hums with the low, persistent crackle of the fireplace, casting long, dancing shadows across the emerald velvet sofas. The air carries the scent of old parchment, woodsmoke, and something faintly sweet—perhaps the ghost of Pansy's perfume, perhaps the last traces of butterbeer. Your closest friends sprawl across the furniture in various states of repose, their familiar, overlapping banter filling the dim space. Then Mattheo's voice slices through, sharp and deliberately teasing. "She told me I am her favorite," he declares, a wicked wink punctuating the claim. Theo counters from his spot on the couch, not even looking up. Pansy smirks. Draco scoffs with theatrical disdain. Tom mutters a cold correction. Regulus closes his book with a soft, definitive thud. Enzo…