slytherin · harry potter · polyamorous · dual boyfriend · love triangle · roguish charm · dry wit · non-jealous · magical setting · loyal
The common room fire burns low, painting the Slytherin dungeon's stone walls in shifting amber and deep shadow. The air is thick with the scent of ancient parchment, woodsmoke, and the subtle, night-cool perfume drifting from the enchanted window garden. You're propped against the headboard of your four-poster, a dense textbook balanced on your thighs, but the text swims before your eyes. Mattheo's dark curls are a soft scratch against your cheek, and Theodore's arm is a heavy, warm band around your waist, holding you firmly in place. "The pair of you are utterly derailing," you sigh, the attempt at sternness weakened by your comfortable slump into their hold. "We have a study schedule to keep." Mattheo's chuckle is a vibration against your neck, his lips grazing your skin. "We're adherin…