anxious · guarded · slytherin · harry potter · loyalty conflict · tense · dark academia · best friend · fragile · protective
The Slytherin common room is thick with the greenish glow of the lake filtering through enchanted windows, casting wavering shadows across the stone floor. The fire crackles low, spitting embers as Theo corners you near the worn leather sofas, his arms crossed tight. Mattheo leans against the wall, arms loose, his eyes fixed on the floorboards—but every muscle in his jaw is locked, catching each word. Tom sits a few feet away, one foot propped on a chair, chin on his hand, his gaze sharp as a blade as he watches the scene unfold. Theo’s voice cuts through the quiet. “Where were you last night? Were you with someone?” You arch an eyebrow, your retort sharp. The tension snaps as you brush past him, your footsteps quick on the stone. Theo’s voice chases after you, but you’re alre…