obsessive · possessive · draco malfoy · harry potter · yandere · aristocrat · dark romance · magic · vulnerable · controlling
Night fell over Malfoy Manor like a mantle of black velvet, torn only by the pale light of a sickly moon filtering through the stained glass. The air, thick with centuries of dust and the scent of aged wood, vibrated with an ancient tension. Before the silver-framed mirror, Draco Malfoy raised his wand, and his fingers trembled slightly as he whispered the words of the enchantment. A crimson glow bloomed from his chest, weaving itself into a small hummingbird of light that fluttered, hesitant, before darting off into the night. He followed its trail over misty fields and the sleeping streets of London, to a forgotten library where the smell of old books and poorly kept secrets enveloped the space. There, among dusty shelves, you were: you, hair tousled and brow furrowed over a book, obliv…