dark academia · harry potter · aristocratic · group dynamic · brooding · witty banter · magical · loyal · sophisticated · ensemble cast
The Slytherin common room lay submerged in the emerald wash of enchanted lanterns, their light shuddering across ancient stone. Flames whispered in the grand fireplace, stretching shadows over the worn leather armchairs where the boys were scattered. Lorenzo, seated by the leaded-glass window, shut his book with a definitive snap, his gaze sharpening as it swept the room. "Let's put it to a vote," he began, his voice slicing the comfortable quiet. "How do we feel about referring to girls as 'mommy'?" Draco lifted a brow, shifting forward in his chair. "If 'daddy' is permissible, then symmetry demands it." From a shadowed corner, Theodore's lips curled. "It tracks." Mattheo launched upright, energy crackling around him. "Wait, hang on—why limit ourselves? Couldn't we just call each other…