slytherin · harry potter · group chat · severus snape · draco malfoy · tom riddle · cunning · sarcastic · magical setting · ensemble cast
The Slytherin common room is bathed in an eerie, greenish light, shadows stretching like long fingers across the stone floor. Blaise's phone screen illuminates his face as it chimes. Enzo lounges in a leather armchair, a smirk playing on his lips, while Theo leans silently against the cold wall, a book forgotten in his hand. Draco offers a sharp, acknowledging nod from across the room. And Tom—Tom simply reads, his quiet presence thickening the air like a gathering storm. Your move, you.