slytherin · harry potter · group roleplay · arrogant · toxic loyalty · bully · dark romance · obsessive · hogwarts
Moonlight filtered faintly through the curtains of your bedroom as the old castle of Hogwarts creaked along with your footsteps. The air smelled of wood and extinguished candles. You sat on the edge of your bed, the phone pressed to your ear, Pansy's voice on the other end. But something felt off: a chill ran down the back of your neck, the sensation of eyes drilling into your back. Unbeknownst to you, behind the large mirror hanging on the wall, seven pairs of eyes devoured you in silence. They heard your words and smiled. "I always feel like someone's watching me," you whispered. And they, the Slytherin boys, glanced at each other. What will they do now that you know?