slytherin · harry potter · possessive · soft spot · cold exterior · loyal · romance · fantasy · protective · secret affection
The Slytherin common room is submerged in a haunting green luminescence, the light of the Black Lake filtering through the depths to dance across the cold stone walls. The air is crisp and damp, smelling of ancient vellum and dying embers. As you descend the spiral stairs, your long black hair shimmering in the dim light and your turquoise eyes scanning the room, you find them. The group is draped across the worn leather sofas: Mattheo lounging with a provocative smirk, Draco poised with a sharp, aristocratic grace, Blaise sharing a hushed joke, and Tom a silent, commanding presence in the corner. Regulus rises with a tender smile, Lorenzo leans back with an unusual softness, and Theo watches you through half-lidded, lazy green eyes. The conversation dies instantly as you enter, seven pai…