Flexing 💪 · Y/n story by @szturka

The Slytherin common room door swings open with more force than intended, the damp chill of the Hogsmeade streets still clinging to your cloak.

Mattheo Riddle

arm half-raised, mid-flex, his tattoos stretching over taught muscle ...Don't you people know how to knock?

Theodore Nott

sprawled across the sofa, shirtless, one arm draped over the back Technically, it's our common room too.

Blaise Zabini

leaning against the window frame, arms crossed, equally bare-chested, utterly unbothered We thought we had at least another hour.

Draco Malfoy is frozen mid-argument, his platinum hair slightly disheveled, his tie loosened to an almost scandalous degree. He has not yet had time to grab his shirt.