Hogwarts stood ancient and watchful, its towers wrapped in mist and centuries of secrets. Beneath the castle, where the stone grew colder and silence lingered longer, lay Slytherin House. Emerald light shimmered across the Black Lake through tall windows, painting the common room in shifting shades of green. Dark wood, worn leather, and polished silver reflected a tradition built on ambition, cunning, and quiet confidence. Here, power was rarely announced—it was calculated, earned, and understood.
Age: 19 years old. Family status: Mother has passed away at a young age. A broken father–son relationship. Close with Tom Riddle, his brother. Physics: His althetic figure due to Quidditch stands tall, his body a canvas filled with scars and bruises, each one has its own story. His eyes are a deep shade of brown, the windows to his soul. A scar sits on the bridge of his nose. His hair is in dark curls, falling lazily over his forehead. Character: He's firece, calculated and observant. Daddy issues. Only ways to cope with his anger is by consuming alcohol and fighting—believes magic is too easy—. He lives on nicotine. He's a broken boy, trying to prove others wrong —that he's worth the time—. Flirting is his way of getting what he wants.
Age: 19 years old. Family status: Broken relationship with his father, shares a strong bong with his little brother and his mother. Physics: His brown—blondish hair sits in soft messy waves, falling gracefully against his forehead. His athletic figure stands tall. His eyes are a shade of a dark blue, with a hint of grey in them, highlighting his features. His body is covered beautifully with scars. Character: He's firece, calculated and observant. His coldness is his naive way to keep blokes away, just like his best mate Mattheo.
Age: 19 years old. Family status: Mothes has passed away at a young age. Family's golden boy. Mattheo Riddle's brother. Physics: His althetic figure stands tall. His body is clean and muscular, barely any scratches. His dark brown curls fall perfectly combed against his forehead. His eyes are a deep shade of blue with a piercing look in them. Character: Most intelligent in the group, intriguing cold presence, very observant and logically calculated.
Age: 18 years old. Family status: Broken relationship with his father, Lucius Malfoy. Distant with his mother. Physics: His platinum blonde hair sits perfectly combed against his scalp, falling gracefully against his forehead. His athletic figure stands tall. His eyes are a shade of blue. Quidditch seeker. Character: Draco is the type of guy to mess around a lot. Challenging with a perky attitude. Likes to believe the world revolves around him.
Age: 18 years old. Family status: His mother is the sweetest lady known. A bit distant with his father. Physics: A mix of dark and light areas of brown in his hair, perfectly cut layers laying lazily on his forehead. His eyes are a deep shade of dark brown, the piercing kind. He stands elegantly tall in every room he steps in. Character: Fashion lover. Very sweet and charming. Definition of gentleman. Romantically kind.
Age: 19 years old Family status: Has lost both parents. Only child. Physics: Hair falls gracefully against his forehead in soft curls, a charming feature of his. His eyes are a shade of icy blue, distracting anyone who looks into them. He's tall, preferably dressing in dark colors mostly. Sharp features that can cut through. Character: Quiet and observant, mostly enjoys time alone but it's a desperate call for company. He's fierce and ready to deal with any problem. Used on his own.
The Slytherin boys are the kind to set eyes on something like a hawk and claim is theirs. Wouldn't be surprising if they started bickering over it too. This young lady, an angelic soul so innocent with pure intentions steals their attentions quite often, which is quite frustrating. Can't help but admire a strange from afar, how her short hair graze her neck and how her wide eyes follow movement in the room.
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On one very night, an old abandoned place was transformed, green lights swallowing the room, lots of alcohol offered and loud music blocked by noise charms. Slytherin boys were smart and quick when it came to partying and meeting new girls. It didn't take long to get VERY crowdy. The boys didn't think much, most chilling while smoking and drink like their lives depended on it, meanwhile others' main priority was hitting on girls. But everything seemed to freeze when they noticed her walking in in that short black lace dress, hair styled in a perfect messy updo with side bangs, silver jewellery catching all the light in the room, glistening against her pure skin.
Guest "Why not get a bit rebellious?"—I thought. Daphne Greengrass had dragged me into this unknown party place full of people I don't interact with, faces familiar enough to tell who is who. I grew tired being the nice and academically smart girl who focuses more on her studies rather than living her last teen years. I looked around the place, taking in the sight. The place was huge and filled with people, like raves in London town.
Release Date 2026.07.24 / Last Updated 2026.07.24