Slytherin Dorms Novels & Stories

The dormitory was a large stone structure with four towers rising from each corner of the building into the sky. "We're all in the same dormitory?" Ellie asked nervously. "Yep, but the girls have the west wing, and the boys have the east wing," Firash said, disappointment lacing his words. Firash stepped forward to open the doors to the dormitory, holding it open for Samantha, Meredith, and Ellie to enter. Ellie looked around, noting the dual fireplaces on each side of the common area. Couches and chairs sat grouped around the fireplaces facing the fire and more were scattered through the room, grouped in circles. Students milled around the common area as Firash and Jake entered behind the g

Bayo asked. The young man shook his head. "Just us. We tried to stay quiet after...after they got into the building." Luke nodded. "Let’s move. Stay close and stay quiet." --- The dormitories The dormitories were another story entirely. The long corridors, once filled with laughter and chatter, were now claustrophobic and filled with a foul stench. The doors to most rooms hung ajar, revealing scenes of chaos—overturned beds, shattered mirrors, and bloodstains smeared across the walls.

Kael’s POV The campus looked like a castle carved from bloodstone—brooding spires, grotesque arches, and a ticking clock tower that somehow followed your gaze like it knew your sins. But inside? Twelve boys to a room. Noisy. Cramped. Smelling like damp testosterone, silver, and barely washed sheets. “Damn the luxury of this place! But this dorm sucks big time,” Damon hissed, his eyes darting from the chalky white walls to the neatly aligned beds separated by a thin corridor—six on either side like rows of livestock.

I am given a lanyard with my ID, and d******d the school app, and set up an account for purchases. Leaving the school building, we cross the courtyard. Mrs Abrams stops, she points to the wing on the right, “that is the boys' dorms, and over there is the girls. First floor is the Freshman dorms, then Sophomore, then Junior and the Seniors on the top floor,” She turns and heads back into the main school. The seniors entrance is in the main building. I followed her up the stairs. I had noticed earlier that there was a floor we didn’t explore, but I assumed it must be teacher’s accommodation or something.

Blakeney laughed along with him before saying, “Come on, it’s almost dinnertime, and I’m sure you’ll want to get settled in your room before you check out the dining hall.” The pair turned back towards the glass wall of the main hall and made their way through the courtyard. They stepped through the doors, walked down the windowed hallway to the right, and arrived at a set of broad spiraling stairs with a statue of Hermes at the base. “All right. This is where I leave you. These doors here”—Blakeney pointed to the double doors opposite them in the center of the wall—“lead to the respective floor of each dormitory. Follow the steps up onto the third-floor landing and you’ll find your room dow

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Their eyes seemed to follow us as we passed. "Boys' dormitory is in the East Wing," Kaine announced, gesturing down a hallway to our right. "Girls' dormitory is in the West Wing. You do not enter the opposite gender's wing without explicit permission. The punishment for violation is... severe." "Define severe," Ethan said. Kaine's eyes found him, and something passed between them—some silent communication I couldn't interpret. "You'll find out if you're stupid enough to try." We climbed a massive staircase that split in two directions at the top. Kaine led the girls to the left while another student—a werewolf, judging by his amber eyes—took the boys to the right.

The receiver picked up instantly. “Get a small hangover package ready now. I’m in room 25 in Sapphire Hall. Oh, and bring a pen and paper too,” I said and hung up the call. I stayed on the top floor in Kings Hall, which was designed for sons of Alphas from different packs. It came with a personal chef if we desired, as well as cleaning services and a twenty-four-hour room service in any location I wanted around the school. There were also a bunch of other perks.