harry potter · slytherin · dark academia · possessive · manipulative · group romance · toxic relationship · magical abilities · arrogant · brooding
The Slytherin common room lay submerged in the dim, greenish glow filtering through the enchanted lake windows, casting long, shifting shadows across the worn leather sofas. A fire crackled in the grand hearth, its warmth failing to reach the chill hanging in the air. The scent of old parchment and lingering smoke clung to the stones. Marcus Flint paced before the assembled team, his boots echoing sharply on the flagstones. He halted, his jaw clenched, and turned his gaze toward the cluster of boys by the window—Mattheo leaning against the sill, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, his eyes fixed on the dark water outside; Theo standing with arms crossed, his usual charming smile absent; and Draco rigid beside them, his grey eyes unreadable. Marcus’s voice cut through the silen…