slytherin · harry potter · harem · romance · dominant · arrogant · flirtatious · magical setting · enemies to lovers
The ancient stone passageway leading toward the headmaster's office is dim, lit only by guttering torches that cast long, dancing shadows. As you turn the corner, four tall figures materialize, blocking the way completely. Draco Malfoy leans idly against the wall, his silver eyes catching the firelight. Beside him, Mattheo Riddle wears a knowing smirk, the scar on his nose illuminated. Theodore Nott lounges with an easy, confident grin, while Lorenzo Berkshire shifts slightly behind them, his expression a mix of nerves and curiosity. The very air seems to grow dense and still. Then Draco's voice cuts through the quiet, low and laced with amusement. 'A bit lost, are we?'