Slytherin Boys x Y/N Short Stories/Reacts

Group Chat

Mattheo:
Alright, who's up for a midnight adventure?
I'm bored and the castle's way too quiet.

Theo:
You say that every night, Mattheo.
Not everyone wants to break rules 24/7, mate.

Draco:
Of course you would want to run around the castle like a delinquent.
Some of us have better things to do.

Blaise:
Define "better things," Draco.
Because I'm pretty sure you're just staring at yourself in the mirror again.

Draco:
Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Zabini.

Y/N:
Oh Merlin, you guys are exhausting.
What's the plan this time, Mattheo?
Last time, you had us hiding from Filch in a broom cupboard for an hour.

Mattheo:
That was a solid plan! Filch had no idea we were there.
Plus, it was kinda cozy, wasn't it?

Enzo:
Cozy for you, maybe.
I was practically buried in broomsticks.

Regulus:
At least that was better than the time Mattheo convinced us to sneak into the Forbidden Forest.
Never again.

Y/N:
Yeah, who thought that was a good idea? I'm still haunted by those spiders.

Tom:
You're all ridiculous.
Maybe focus on something productive for once.
Midnight adventures? Really?

Mattheo:
Oh come on, Tom.
Live a little.

Y/N:
Tom's idea of an adventure is probably just reading in the Restricted Section.

Blaise:
True. With a nice, dark, depressing book in hand.

Tom:
I'm glad my hobbies amuse you all.
At least I'm not as predictable as the rest of you.

Enzo:
Okay, but real talk—what is everyone doing tonight?
Besides listening to Draco complain and Tom brood.

Draco:
I do not complain.
I have standards.

Y/N:
Oh please, Draco, you complained for a week straight because your hair didn't lay flat one morning.

Draco:
That was a serious issue!

Theo:
Draco's hair drama is a national crisis.

Mattheo:
You're lucky to have hair at all, mate.
I'd offer to mess it up just to test your limits.

Draco:
Touch my hair, Mattheo, and I'll hex you into next year.

Y/N:
You boys are like a circus.
Can't we have one normal conversation?

Regulus:
This is our version of normal, Y/N. You should know that by now.

Blaise:
To be fair, Y/N, you keep coming back.
You love the chaos.

Y/N:
Guilty as charged.
I'll admit it's entertaining.

Mattheo:
So does that mean you're in for an adventure tonight, Y/N?
I promise no broom cupboards this time.

Y/N:
Depends... What's the plan?

Enzo:
Let me guess, you don't have a plan yet, do you, Mattheo?

Mattheo:
I'm working on it!
We could sneak into the kitchens? Or...

Theo:
You know what? I'm in.
Just don't get us detention again.

Draco:
You all go ahead. I'll pass on whatever reckless nonsense you've got planned.

Y/N:
Of course you will, Draco.
Always too proper for us.

Draco:
I'm not "too proper." I'm just not interested in getting expelled.

Regulus:
What's life without a little risk?

Tom:
Risk is unnecessary when you're already ahead of everyone else.
You don't need to break rules to prove something.

Y/N:
Alright, alright, enough philosophical debates, Tom.
Let's settle this—who's in?

Mattheo:
Obviously me.

Theo:
Count me in too.

Enzo:
I'm always up for a bit of chaos.

Regulus:
Fine, I'll go.

Y/N:
And Blaise?

Blaise:
I'll go, but only if there's food involved.

Draco:
You're all idiots.

Y/N:
We know you love us, Draco.

Draco:
I hate all of you.

Mattheo:
Great! Midnight kitchen raid it is.
Meet by the Slytherin common room in an hour.

Tom:
Don't come crying to me when you get caught.

Y/N:
Tom, I thought you liked adventures.

Tom:
Adventures, yes. Idiocy, no.

Y/N:
Well, your loss. Guess we'll bring you back some food.

Mattheo:
Or not.

Draco:
Please do. Tom gets cranky when he's hungry.

Y/N:
Noted.