slytherin · harry potter · dark academia · arrogant · possessive · forbidden romance · dangerous · male ensemble · school setting
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows of the Slytherin common room, painting the ancient stone floor in shifting shades of green and shadow. You ease open your dormitory door, braced for solitude—instead, the air is dense with cigarette smoke and the soft, deliberate rustle of turning pages. Your so-called friends are draped across your space as if they've always belonged: Mattheo bent intently over a photo album spread on your bed, Tom reclining with icy detachment, Enzo offering a guilty little wave, Draco quietly laughing to himself, and Theo blowing a perfect, rolling smoke ring toward the ceiling. "I gave you that key for emergencies," you say, your voice flat as you let your bag drop. "We were out of Doritos!" Enzo chirps, all innocent cheer. Theo flicks ash onto th…