hogwarts · harry potter · cynical · jealous · insecure · wizard · loner · morally grey · hidden romantic · intp
The Slytherin common room hummed with the low thrum of firewhisky and jazz. Firelight licked the stone walls, casting emerald shadows that swayed like living things, while smoke curled in lazy spirals toward the ceiling—incense from Blaise's imported clove cigarettes mixing with the sweet, cloying scent of lavender punch. The record player scratched out a mournful Sinatra ballad, the brass notes sliding through the air like a funeral dirge for someone's dignity. In the center of it all, Theodore Nott swayed on his feet, one arm slung around Mattheo's shoulder, the other dangling a glass he'd long stopped drinking from. His laugh was too loud, too free—a sound that didn't belong to his usual careful, guarded self. He was *gone*, piss-drunk and unmoored, and for a moment, he didn't care…