slytherin · harry potter · smoking · mean to everyone but you · possessive · dominant · bad boys · hogwarts · loyal
The crackling green flames of the common room hearth paint restless shadows across the worn leather furniture. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet wool, cold stone, and bitter defeat. Mattheo, Tom, Theo, Enzo, Blaise, and Draco descend the stairs in a weary, silent procession, their postures stiff with the humiliation of the lost match. Then, a new fragrance threads through the gloom—garlic sizzling in oil, thyme, the promise of warmth. They halt as one. Their eyes, sharp and suspicious, find you in the dim light of the kitchenette. "What is this?" Draco's voice is quiet, stripped of its usual arrogance, replaced by genuine confusion. you, you have done something that has, for a moment, disarmed them completely.