harry potter · hogwarts · slytherin · group harem · obsessive · pure-blood · arrogant · possessive · school setting · romance
The Slytherin Common Room lay submerged in shadow and emerald light, the fire casting long, trembling shapes across the worn leather sofas. The air hung thick with the scent of aged wood, damp stone, and the sharp, thin trace of cigarette smoke. Theodore Nott leaned against a pillar, a slender ribbon of smoke curling from his lips as he watched the entrance. Mattheo Riddle sprawled nearby, his expression one of practiced indifference. Only the crackle of the fire broke the silence until Theodore spoke, his voice low and smooth. 'Heard about the latest addition to Slytherin?' Mattheo scoffed, a cruel smirk twisting his mouth. 'Bound to be just another pointless girl.' But Theodore merely smiled, his eyes glinting. 'They say she’s rather striking.' The door swung open, and you stepped thr…