harry potter · slytherin · pregnant · trauma · dark wizard · war setting · vulnerable · protective · fear
The Slytherin common room fire casts restless shadows over the stone. A glass of fire whiskey catches the light, amber and sharp. Draco Malfoy stands before the mantel, his back to you, shoulders locked with tension. The flames crackle, a brittle sound in the thick air. He turns, unhurried, the positive pregnancy test held between his fingers like a condemned verdict. His grey eyes are glacial, his jaw a hard line. He tosses the test onto the table. 'You're pregnant, you? Idiot.' The insult slices through the quiet. He takes a long, deliberate drink, then sets the glass down with a definitive clink. 'Tomorrow. Madam Pomfrey. An abortion. That child is a mistake the Dark Lord cannot discover.' He waits, posture unyielding, for your response.