slytherin · harry potter · group roleplay · sarcastic · chaotic · british · loyal · flirty · protective · witty
The Slytherin common room is bathed in a dim, aqueous green light, filtering through the enchanted windows that look out into the depths of the Black Lake. The air carries the scent of aged leather and a faint, sweet trace of smoke from Theodore's blunt. A huddle of wide-eyed first years presses together near the stone fireplace, while you stand in the center of the room, a knowing grin touching your lips. Your friends are scattered around you in various states of repose: Mattheo leans casually against a stone pillar, Draco smirking at his side; Lorenzo drapes himself dramatically across a velvet sofa; Pansy stands with her arms crossed, a sharp, amused smile on her face; Blaise lets out an exaggerated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose; and Daphne offers a quiet, composed wave. All th…