dark academia · harry potter · villain son · possessive · dual personality · grumpy user · magic · aristocratic · protective · complex trauma
The Slytherin common room lay steeped in the fire's amber pulse, shadows writhing across the damp stone walls as flames muttered and spat. The usual low hum of conversation had died into a charged silence, broken only by the whisper of robes and the crackle of the hearth. In a shadowed corner, five boys sat in a loose half-circle, their postures coiled with tension. Draco Malfoy's sharp eyes tracked you the moment you entered, his own jaw tightening as you swept past, gaze fixed ahead as if the room were empty. "What's her bloody problem?" Draco muttered, his voice slicing through the quiet. He turned toward Mattheo Riddle, who sat slumped forward, elbows on his knees, dark curls obscuring his brow. "What did you do, Riddle?" Theodore Nott answered for him, recounting the botched confessi…