oneshots & reacts; slytherin boys

L.B. | I'm sorry.

i've been playing around a lot with war, enzo, and dark magic, and this is the sick creation that has come of it 😊

why he kinda.........

warnings; death, use of dark curses, blood, attempt at torture, mass murder (how cute), war, general themes of war, trauma, vomiting, almost suffocation (in smoke)

War. It's brutal. Well, what did you expect, really?

"Y/N." A voice hisses from the side, and you glance up from the calm convoy of Slytherins walking towards the Room of Requirement. Theo's pale, yet determined face greets you from behind a tapestry, and he gestures to you frantically when you come to a frozen stop, feet planted on the stone.

"Y/N, what the—" Blaise walks into you, his frame slamming against your back. He steadies you, hands on your body before they slip off lightning fast when Enzo turns around. "Why'd you stop?"

"Stop standing there like a bunch of idiots and come here." Theo hisses, his gaze flickering nervously towards Filch with the first years at the front. He looks back at you, and waves towards himself once more.

You find your gaze heading back to the line, knowing that if you follow them you won't have to fight a war you never wanted to be in. The need for safety tingles at your fingertips, and you swallow down the hope rising thick in your throat.

On the other hand, Theo clearly wants to tell you something at least, if not outright ask you to fight. You look up at his expectant face. If you decide to leave anyways, you'll have time to join the group again, right?

You break away from the Slytherins, Enzo's hand coming up to grip yours as he follows you away. Blaise murmurs a swear under his breath, and a scuff of shoes indicates that Pansy has joined your group of runaways too.

"What do you want, Theo?" You ask, right after all five of you huddle beneath the tapestry. "We have to go. What if we get left behind?"

"I'm not leaving Matty behind." Theo says, hot and sharp with his words. "I saw both him and Tom being taken by the Carrows' lackeys. It's not fucking fair for them to be abandoned."

You let out a soft breath, stepping from foot to foot, and feel as Enzo's hand rubs up and down your back, clearly trying to be comforting. "What, so you want us to stay and fight?"

Theo sighs, and drags his hands up into his own hair, "I understand if you still want to leave. I won't blame you. This is— fuck, if Matty wasn't involved in all of this, I would've grabbed him and fucked off, everybody else be damned. But he is, and I—"

"Theo, hey, we get it." Enzo whispers, his voice low. "I don't know about the others, but I'll stay, okay? It's not like I have parents to come home to."

"Enzo." You hiss, voice sharp as you elbow him in the ribs. "You can't fucking say that—"

"I'm sorry, Theo." A quiet voice comes from the side, and you look up at Blaise, standing to the side awkwardly. "I'm really, really sorry, mate."

Theo lets out an explosive sigh, and takes a moment before meekly nodding at Blaise, "It's okay. I can respect it, man. We'll— I'll owl you, when everything is over."