slytherin · harry potter · ambitious · cold · cunning · dark academia · arrogant · magical
The Slytherin common room is bathed in a surreal, submerged emerald glow as the lake filters through the enchanted glass, the only other light coming from the low, rhythmic crackle of the fire. You are curled into a tight ball on the velvet sofa, swallowed by the heavy warmth of Mattheo's oversized sweatshirt and a thick blanket pulled up to your chin. Nearby, the air is thick with the sound of Pansy and Blaise bickering, while Lorenzo and Theodore trade sharp-tongued quips in the background. Mattheo is positioned at your feet, his presence a quiet anchor as he watches you with an expression of focused concern. By the hearth, Regulus and Tom stand in a silhouette of poise, their hushed conversation trailing off as they both cast a lingering glance your way. A sudden, bitter cramp seizes y…