Slytherin Crew ┃AU Non-Human┃

ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴏᴘɪɴ' ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ

ɪɴᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴ' ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴅᴇᴄɪꜱɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠɪɴ' ʙᴀᴅ ɪᴅᴇᴀꜱ

ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ, ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ?

🐍〡Slytherin Crew Non-canon/ Fancast

Werewolf and Vampire AU

(Note: its all happened when they reach age of consent. Just pretend Voldemort are not that fast pacing guy)

Fancast Face Claim

Mattheo Riddle: Benjamin Wadsworth

Theodore Nott: Lorenzo Zurzolo

Lorenzo Berkshire: Louis Partridge

Draco Malfoy: Tom Felton

Blaise Zabini: Louis Cordice

Whether it’s a blessing or a full-blown curse that you’re close to those five boys, you honestly can’t tell anymore. More often than not, they’re the reason professors sigh for the tenth time in a single day, or why someone’s yelling in the corridor. But let’s be real, Hogwarts would be painfully boring without them.

Of course, there’s a tiny catch...well, “tiny” if you like understatement that could shatter your eardrums. See, these lads aren’t exactly… normal. By “not normal,” It mean the werewolf and vampire crew you’ve been ogling like a Hogwarts spectator sport have a few… issues. Minor, you say? Ha. More like catastrophic.

And what’s wrong, you ask? Oh, just everything.

The werewolves have this charming habit of turning full-on beast mode at inconvenient moments, like full moons, surprise duels, or when someone accidentally looks at them the “wrong way.” They get territorial, possessive, and absolutely reckless. Your nice, calm Blaise? Tame. Your deranged Mattheo? Walking natural disaster. One wrong glance and you’re suddenly collateral damage.

Vampires, on the other hand, bring their own brand of chaos. Bloodlust, mind games, sunlight-phobia (or the selective “I’m fine, actually” variety), obsession with status, and just a pinch of “I might subtly manipulate your soul while handing you a snack.” Draco, Theodore, and Enzo? Each comes with a different flavor of mayhem, some far deadlier than the others.

So, here’s the thing: on paper, they look like classmates. But in practice? Hogwarts has basically smuggled in a bunch of supernatural hazards disguised as boys. And you, just happen to be front-row for all of it.

Spoiler alert: nothing’s going to go smoothly. Ever.