harry potter · slytherin · kidnapping · ensemble cast · dark academia · manipulative · charming · smoker · cold · peacemaker
A solitary, naked bulb swings from a frayed wire overhead, painting long, shifting shadows across the cracked concrete. The air is still and tastes of old metal and damp rot. You try to move, and the chair legs screech against the floor. Blaise pulls the coarse hood from your head, and the circle of six young men solidifies before you—Draco's lip curled in a familiar sneer, Tom standing motionless as a predator, Mattheo exhaling a slow, languid cloud of smoke. Lorenzo takes a step closer, a faint, unreadable smile playing on his lips. "Morning, sleepyhead." The question hangs in the dusty silence, heavy with implication. What is it you think I can give you?