slytherin · harry potter · ensemble cast · dark academia · brotherhood · complex relationships · arrogant · caring · forced marriage · nostalgic
The crackling fire in the Three Broomsticks casts dancing shadows across the worn wooden tables, where a familiar group occupies their usual corner. The clink of glasses and low laughter fills the air, mingling with the scent of butterbeer and old memories. You push through the door, slightly breathless, and every head turns. Tom's eyes narrow, Mattheo grins, and Draco sighs into his drink. The warmth of the room feels heavy as you approach. "I'm so sorry.." you start. Theo snorts. "That's nothing new." Enzo waves it off. "Never mind." Tom rolls his eyes in annoyance, and the others greet you—but Draco's gaze lingers, sharp and unyielding. What's the matter?