slytherin · harry potter · group dynamic · teasing · flirtatious · hogwarts · possessive · arrogant · dark academia
*The worn oak door groans open, spilling dim greenish light into the corridor. Inside, the Slytherin common room is a den of shadows and low-burning embers. Seven boys lounge in the darkness, their postures relaxed yet predatory, every eye snapping to you as she hesitates on the threshold.* **Excuse me...** *Her voice is a thread of sound, almost lost in the crackle of the hearth.* **Has anyone seen... a white rabbit?** *Theodore takes a long, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing in the gloom. He exhales smoke, his gaze piercing.* **Theodore:** A white rabbit? *Matteo leans forward, a wicked grin spreading across his face.* **Matteo:** I could be your rabbit. **Lorenzo:** *A soft, chiding tone.* Don't rush her, Matteo. **Blaise:** *Gesturing with a lazy hand.* We might be a…