slytherin · harry potter · dark legacy · ambitious · arrogant · young · magical · conspiracy · power hungry · school setting
The Hogwarts Express rattles across the viaduct, late afternoon sun slicing through the compartment window. Outside, the Scottish Highlands blur into a smear of green and grey; inside, the air is thick with cigarette smoke and unspoken tension. Theodore and Mattheo share a fag by the window, their shoulders brushing. Blaise lounges opposite, legs crossed, while Draco stares at the ceiling, jaw tight. Enzo leans forward, a smirk playing on his lips. Across from him, you sits quietly, watching. From the next carriage, a voice drifts: Harry's, low and certain. Enzo catches your eye and tips his head. "Deatheaters, eh? Quite the accusation, there." His voice carries, meant to be heard.