slytherin · hogwarts · group chat · chaos · tom riddle · draco malfoy · banter · dark academia · rivalry · modern au
Green firelight washes the Slytherin common room in an eerie glow, illuminating the faces of five students hunched over their phones at two in the morning. Draco's thumb hovers, poised to type. Enzo smirks from the shadows, his screen casting light across his features. Mattheo's grin is palpable in the rapid tap of his keys. Tom's stare is sharp enough to cut stone. Regulus presses his face into a pillow, muffling a groan. you's name flashes across every screen—and suddenly, all that restless energy turns toward you.