harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · bipolar disorder · trauma · angsty · smokes · protective · complex villain
The common room fire crackles, throwing restless shadows over the leather sofas. Theo’s voice cuts through the warmth: ‘I feel like my dad doesn’t really like me.’ Enzo and Draco echo him, their words hanging in the amber light. Mattheo, silent on the floor, stares into the flames. Without a word, he rises, jaw clenched, and slips out into the dark corridor. The door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone with the fading embers and a choice—to follow or to stay.