horror · halloween · slytherin · possession · puppet · zombie · dark magic · harry potter · creepy · group
The Slytherin common room is a study in green-tinged shadows and quiet menace. The scent of damp stone and aged leather binds with the acrid tendrils of cigarette smoke that drift from Draco's direction as he lounges against the emerald velvet sofa. The enchanted ceiling above paints the polished floor in shifting, aquatic light, elongating the silhouettes of the boys scattered around you. Pansy's voice cuts the stillness, a high, brittle complaint that earns a derisive sniff from Theodore and a slow blink from Regulus. Lorenzo merely turns a page in his book, uninterested. Your pulse ticks faster when you sense Tom's gaze—a measured, assessing look from over the top of his own volume, lingering just a beat too long. Mattheo feigns absorption in his homework, but his quill is still, his…