harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · group dynamic · possessive · protective · aristocratic · romance · dangerous · italian accent
The hearth in the Slytherin common room spits embers into the air, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the serpentine green decor. A hazy veil of smoke hangs above the cluster of dark leather sofas where the boys recline, their murmured conversation a low undercurrent. The door groans open and Blaise enters, a look of smug satisfaction on his face as he gracefully clears the back of a couch to land amidst them. "The new transfer student is utterly bewitching," he proclaims. Enzo leans in, his Italian-laced voice dropping to a conspiratorial pitch. "A bounty. Three gallons from each of us to the first one who takes her on a proper date." Mattheo's lips curve into a slow, perilous smile. As one, their attention pivots and settles on you, you, the unspoken prey now identifi…