#SLYTHZRIINS

[shewrittheewithlove]

“Draco, if father dearest Lucius said no to the cat, I’m willing to share custody of Enya.”

“She’s a cuddle bug. Plus she’ll eat mice!”

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[svjetllost]

It had always been Draco—her mother’s doing, naturally. A decree, not a suggestion. That would have been her crowning achievement, marrying off her daughter to a Malfoy. And yet, much to both their misfortunes, Pansy had gone and developed a mind of her own. Oh, she cared for Draco, always had—likely always would. But whatever they had as children had long since cooled into something steadier, something real. Friendship.

And now, with no glittering engagement on the horizon, it was her mother unraveling at the seams, while Pansy herself? She couldn’t bring herself to care. She feigned concern, of course, played the role where necessary, but her ambitions had shifted—tilted toward something far less suffocating. Choice. A life that was hers to carve, without the looming specter of her parents’ expectations.

“Will do. Should I march off right this second? Deliver the grand declaration?” She draped herself over the railing, stretching just enough to snatch the cigarette from his mouth. “And what exactly should I say? That I object? That I think his parents have made a ghastly mistake?” She exhaled, smoke curling in the damp air. The weather was still atrocious—cold, wet—but there was always that fleeting moment in the afternoon where the sky threatened to be something close to pleasant.

She tilted her head back, gaze fixed on the sullen sky. “And you wouldn’t have picked Astoria?” The mockery in her voice was almost lazy, barely needing to be drawn out. Another inhale. Another drag. Her lips curled as she side-eyed him. “Is there a reason you’re saying all of this out loud? Do you want something from me?” Because the two of them had never been that close. And she doubted very much he’d be throwing around compliments for free.

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[mugglebrn]

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@slythzriins sent a letter : 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 .

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 , 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 ⎯⎯⎯⎯ the way words make peyton stare dead ahead for a long , drawn out moment ; hand with a pinch of herbs hovering over the cauldron , eyes flicker downwards towards the bubbling liquid , snapping and groaning from the mixture that swirled together . she's never been very good at potions , but she tries , each time , and what she needs now isn't mattheo doubting her ( HE HAD EVERY REASON TO , especially after nearly blowing up the castle first year , then her face second year , hair third . . . WHY WERE THEY STILL MAKING HER DO THE LESSON , AGAIN ? ) her eyes focusing on professor snape with an intensity that leaves no question on the way she wanted him to hit her so hard she collided with the desk ❛ i have a death wish ❜ peyton dead panned , eyes shifting to the side to watch mattheo , landing back on the swirling liquid , the anxiety she tried so hard to swallow down suddenly feels like a rock is lodged in pit of throat ❛ and should i end up looking like two face , you'll get front row seats to my origin story , you're welcome ❜ and out of everyone to sudden turn into , harvey dent would be the one person she'd be more connected with ; gotham city's youngest district attorney , a shining star that turned tragic by an attack beyond his control - though should she happen to become insane , she doesn't the successful backstory . . . she was a good qudditch player , but not exactly reaching harvey dent level infamous . . . and unlike dent , the insanity would completely be her own fault .

but she had to do this , had to keep trying ; it was the one grade holding her down , the rest ? she was thriving , was damn proud of what her grade sheet looked like , but potions was like an itch , a violent , aching itch buried in her very being that would ever fade , a jump of a grade , a fraction of improvement , at least ; WHY WAS IT SO HARD ? just as she's about to drop the ingredient in , there's hesitation ❛ that . . . does look like the right measurement , right ? ❜

[gentlepuff]

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Odette placed the heavy books on the table, creating a thumping noise. She looked down at him and crossed her arms. She was trying to look indifferent but she probably looked more bothered after each time he spoke. She sighed before speaking again. "Please don't call me that." She told him with a huff, elongating the please. Besides she couldn't understand how he didn't see himself as good. "There's always a bit of good in people. Even if it's a grain of salt small." Ever the optimist, ever the Hufflepuff she supposed. No one could get rid of that side of her.

[slythzriins]

#slythzriins : a multimuse blog for the infamous slytherin gang , featuring the main troublemakers : draco malfoy , theodore nott , mattheo riddle and the underlings : marcus flint , lorenzo berkshire , adrian pucey , vaisey &. pike .

disclaimer : anti-jkr , characters are canon div.

none of the gifs used on the blog are of my creation. all the credit goes towards their makers — and i extend a huge thank you to all of them.

pinned promo credit to @calisources !

NOT DUPLICATE FRIENDLY !

— important :

guidelines. / starters. / memes. / muse page.

— the boys :

draco. / marcus. / theo. / mattheo.

lorenzo. / adrian. / vaisey. / pike.

— exclusives &. mains :

narcissa. ( @narcisme , draco , exclusive ).

lucius. ( @scrpcntfathcr , draco , exclusive ).

hermione. ( @mugglebrn , main ).

pinned blog is currently uc. bios to be added.

ooc : sylas / sy , over twenty five , uk based , infj .

[daphngreengrss]

𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐖𝐃 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐒 | 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 mattheo said:  “ So why do you look so happy?  ”

𝙎𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚, Daphne thought to herself as she was pulled from her thoughts. The journal in her lap shutting and locking instantly. When she had first got on the train, she had hopped to be in a cabin on her own. Not that she hadn't wanted to spend time with her sister, or the other slytherins. But she was aware this was gonna be a weird year and there was a part of her that knew she would need a moment to process her thoughts before showing her face to everyone. She hadn't thought she'd stumble upon Mattheo so quickly.

      ‘    I got head girl.     ’     Reluctantly, she glanced up to face Mattheo, flashing him the badge that sat pinned to her robes. Daphne hadn't been expecting it. Especially knowing that in normal circumstances, there was a loud mouth gryffindor that should have been holding this badge. But this year, it was hers. A little piece of positivity in the hell that was surrounding them all.       ‘    Don't tell me you'll be my fellow head boy.     ’    

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[doublenotted]

for that ship meme thing : draco and mattheo would like everyone to know that theo is their bitch. 😌

On anon or not, tell me who you ship my character with.

Theo opened his mouth for a moment before pausing and shrugging his shoulders. "Well ... if they insist. But warning to them, I've heard I am annoying so they'll have to put up with me. And my hands are notoriously cold but they can hold them for as long as they want ... along with other things." He cackled, grinning like a mad man.

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Katie hesitated at his words, because she had been prepared to be upset. Learning that Draco Malfoy of all people had cursed her had been a blow that she would never recover from. Sure, they had battled it out on the quidditch pitch a few times over the years but she never thought it was serious enough to get cursed over. She had always assumed house rivalries were silly but ... then she had been cursed. She lost six months of her life to Draco Malfoy and she hadn't even remembered that it had been him who cursed her. Now her nightmares were filled with blond hair and that posh laugh and ...

People were accusing Vaisey. She didn't want to believe he had a part in hurting her but with everything that had happened, she didn't want to take any chances.

Katie stared at him, waiting for his carefully placed mask to crack. But it never did. He was either an incredible liar or he was telling the truth. She nibbled on her bottom lip before letting out a sigh, her finger tips letting out a phantom twitch. Her body did that sometimes, as if the curse hadn't fully let her go.

"I'm ... sorry." Katie whispered softly, as she truly was for accusing the Slytherin chase of something so horrid. "I can't sleep ... I can't ... think some days. It's all just so horrible and I was fearful that ... maybe you could have been involved too. And that would have hurt far more than any Malfoy revelation could. Because you are ... my friend." She admitted softly, squeezing his fist tightly to stop the twitching in his palm.

[thechosengryffindor]

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Harry grit his teeth- leave it to Draco fucking Malfoy to get under his skin, to irritate him. It was like dealing with teenage Dudley fucking Dursley. Green eyes glared at his school rival. “It’s not my fault you seem to think I can walk on water Malfoy. If you had payed attention at all to anything I said I made it clear I’m not this image of the boy who lived that the entire wizarding world has built up in their head since I was a year old.”

The war had been a nightmare; a nightmare that he hadn’t walked away from unscathed and honestly he had no idea if he ever would ever fully recover. “Yeah, I got out alive because I have people who care about me. Who helped me.” There’s an urge to say something worse, to lash out , because his temper always had to escalate things. Malfoy would never understand what he’d had to give up.

That was fine, he didn’t expect him too.

“I don’t paint you as anything other than-” That was fair, Draco was always honest. Harry had been forced to live up to people’s expectations even when he hadn’t wanted too. “False hope? You…” His eyes flashed with anger, “I was always honest with them Malfoy. I told them that I had no idea what I was doing, that Hermione was the brilliant one. That her and Ron were what kept me going. Helped me survive. ” And maybe he’d never given himself enough credit but that was neither here nor there. “At least I had friends loyal enough to march into hell with me."

This confrontation had been years in the making, and Harry knew he shouldn’t rise to the bait- but he was tired, so tired of people’s expectations and honestly? Honestly Draco’s words struck a chord of insecurity deep in the wizard’s chest, insecurities he had never told anyone before.

Maybe the Dursley’s had been right, maybe he was just a freak who wasn’t good for anything.

“You don’t know a goddamn thing about me Malfoy. I’ve never made myself out to be a hero. But I wouldn’t expect you to understand that. You’ve never had friends, have you? You had lackeys, but not friends. You wouldn’t understand what it’s like to actually care about a friend. I’d die for them.” Harry snarled.

His temper creeping into his tone, and his fists clench; he had died for them after all. “I never asked anyone to die for me...but they did. Can you understand loyalty Malfoy? I mean to someone besides yourself? Go on then. Tell me every single thing I’ve done wrong.” Harry encouraged, as if he hadn’t memorized all of them.

“I’m waiting.”

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[svjetllost]

She didn’t know what had come over her. Or maybe she did, and pretending otherwise was just the easier lie. They’d had their fair share of snide comments and smirking glances over the years, both of them fiercely loyal to their own house teams, clashing on the Quidditch pitch more times than she could count. Most Slytherins didn’t know when to stop, always pushing the line just for the thrill of crossing it. But Theo… Theo was different. Or maybe he wasn’t. Maybe this had nothing to do with him at all.

Maybe she just wanted to break a rule or two for herself. Maybe she was tired of playing the part everyone expected her to. The good Gryffindor girl. The youngest Weasley. The tragic first year. Maybe Ginny just wanted what she wanted; right now, she wanted to kiss Theo Nott. So she did.

There wasn’t some grand strategy, and there was no cunning Slytherin plot in her back pocket. She simply followed him into the locker room and slammed into him, arms around his neck, lips already on his before she could overthink it. For half a heartbeat, panic hit her hard. What the bloody hell was she doing? But then he kissed her back, and that thought vanished like smoke.

I should’ve done this ages ago.

He was saying something, probably something clever, maybe even something she would’ve cared about on any other day, but her blood was humming, heart pounding too loud for words to cut through. “We won’t be alone here much longer,” he murmured. She barely pulled away, brushing her lips against the corner of his mouth before catching his lower lip between her teeth.

“Then let’s pick this up later… somewhere we will be.”

It was a question and an invitation, though she wasn’t sure she cared whether he said yes. Let them talk, her friends, her brothers, the rest of the castle. Let them whisper, like they always had. The possessed girl. The Weasley sister. The one who kissed boys and didn’t care if people liked it. She was done waiting for permission.

“After dinner,” she whispered, now at his neck, “outside the Herbology classroom?” It was only then she realized she had his blood on her face, and now it was on him, too. She liked that.

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[mugglebrn]

 💋 ( for theo )

IT'S REMARKABLE HOW MUCH MORE COMFORTABLE HE LOOKS NOW, on their third trip to muggle London, than he had on their first. Hermione still catches him eyeing the bits and pieces of more advanced technology they come across with an intrigued wariness, and she can tell that when they hit a particularly populated part of the city his body coils up in anxiety, but otherwise walking hand in hand with him Hampstead feels the same as it would have if they'd been two regular people.

"So, there'll be advertisements first. Mostly for other films coming out in the next few months," she's been prattling on for the past few minutes, explaining to him what to expect of a cinema as they make their way to the seven o'clock showing. "Some people show up late to skip them, but I kind of like them."

Warm, buttered popcorn scent greets them as they walk through the doors and head for the line, her verbal train of thought continuing as they stand at the end of it. "Did you want your own popcorn? Or should we share? If we share, we could get some sweets as well? Maybe a fizzy drink?" Hermione looks back to find him looking vaguely bewildered at the many screens on various walls - some showing the movie times and others showing trailers without the sound. She smiles affectionately, rising on her toes to kiss the corner of his mouth. A sure-fire way to get his attention. "Or should I pick and surprise you?"

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"I mean it's better than Arithmancy or Ancient Runes." Odette mused softly, though this whole divination ordeal had left her feeling uneasy. It was a bit shocking as she had avoided the yearly picking of the student who is predicted a painful death and this year it seemed to be her for her class. "She saw it in her crystal ball. She most likely saw me reflecting in the ball." She said, holding her books close to her. "Asphyxiation." She replied to his question. "That or falling off of a cliff then being picked apart by thestrals."

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"Maybe I should get a medal," she quipped back, eyebrows raised sarcastically. "I know I enjoyed it a lot. And who knows? Maybe you did too."

"Don't get too cocky, Malfoy. If anything, it looks like you're trying to provoke me. Which do you want then, a punch or a kiss?" He emboldened her more than she cared to admit. Hermione felt wilder around him, more allowed to be biting and free. How ironic, she thought. Whatever they had was secret, it didn't even have a name.

❛ would you like a medal for that achievement? ❜ he remembered that all too well, and yet— draco can't help the short chuckle as he continues to adjust his own attire. ❛ if i didn't know better, i'd say you're just trying to provoke me, granger. wanting a little more, is it? ❜ the constant provocations always seemed to lead to moments like these, and yet, they kept feeding them. was it a conscious decision to provoke each other knowing it would lead to this? ❛ if you don't want me to go just yet, you can just ask. i'll take your wishes into consideration. maybe. ❜

[ncginis]

#𝐍𝐂𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒 , a single muse sideblog for 𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢, also known for 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐱. previously known as an east asian beautiful, desirable, shy, kind woman + recently recognised as a thick, large snake measuring roughly twelve feet long. crafted by 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐬 ( he/him, 21+, gmt +1 ). personals & minors do not interact , mature and dark themes will be present and not tagged.

seo yeji will be the fc used throughout.

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧 . . . malediction, dark charms, inferiority complex, oppression, utmost devotion.

guidelines. bio. starters. memes. mirror. headcanons. playlist. aesthetic.

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𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 . . . her master , her only tom , her only lord : @rh4egar .

credits to the owners of all gifs used to their creators. heavily anti-jkr , fully headcanoned by me.