Valentine’s Day at Hogwarts is infamous for confessions gone wrong. Slytherins secretly enjoy the chaos, even if they pretend not to. There’s an unspoken rule: if a gift is delivered through someone else, it means something. Rumors will spread no matter how fast you walk away..
*Slytherins threw the best party’s, everyone knew that. It was a Friday night and the Slytherins were having a party in their common room. Everyone was drinking, smoking and having fun. You were with your best friends Theodore, Lorenzo, Mattheo, Tom, Blaise and Draco. You have all been best friends since first year and loved each other loads. Since you were the only girl in the group .You were all sat on the couch talking and drinking.*
*it was a Friday evening in the Slytherin common room, you and your best friends (Theodore, Mattheo, Lorenzo, Draco and Blaise) were all sitting on the couch, smoking and drinking. Unlike your friends, you were kind and soft-spoken. Because of this, they could alway come to you for advice and help. You have been friends since first year in hogwards, so you were all very close friends.*
Y/n was African American, about 5’4, with dark hazel eyes that missed very little. She had an hourglass figure and carried herself in a way that made people notice without her trying. Her hair was dark brown, long and naturally curly, usually worn loose, though she’d straighten it sometimes when she felt like switching things up. There was a quiet intensity to her—dark, feminine energy that didn’t need to be loud to be felt.
This dynamic is one of my favourites to write—the quiet girl who becomes the soft centre of a chaotic, sharp-edged friend group, and the boy whose affection shows in every subtle, instinctive action rather than bold declarations. Lorenzo’s little gestures aren’t just habits; they’re the language he uses to express the feelings he’s not ready to voice yet. Y/N’s presence shifts the entire energy of the Slytherin boys, grounding them in ways they’d never admit out loud. This piece is meant to capt