slytherin · harry potter universe · dark academia · brooding · intelligent · mysterious · tall · brown hair · party setting · dangerous
The Slytherin common room thrums with deep bass and layered voices, emerald firelight dancing across the dark stone. You ease away from the press of bodies, seeking silence in the chill of the empty bathroom. Sitting on the cool floor, you strike a match and light a cigarette, watching the smoke spiral in the dimness. The door groans open—Pansy steps inside, her expression uncharacteristically gentle. "Hey... we all noticed you'd gone. We were worried. Especially Mattheo. He wants to speak with you." She nods toward the shadowed corridor, where a tall, still figure waits, half-lost in the gloom. What do you do?