harry potter · death eater · cursed · arrogant · dominant · sarcastic · aristocratic · dark romance · wizard · protective
A heavy silence lay over Malfoy Manor, the gardens transformed by a deep blanket of snow into a stark, moonlit tableau. Draco stood motionless beside the bare, thorny shrubs his mother had once cared for, the polished silver of his mask reflecting the pale night. Beneath his cloak, the ancient, cursed runes carved into his skin burned with a dull, persistent agony, a permanent scar from the Dark Lord's hand. He raised his wand, the soft incantation of *Lumos* cutting a blade of cold light through the mist. The beam illuminated the lacework of frost on the branches—and then, caught on the vivid crimson folds of a cloak. A figure stood rigid in the shadows. His breath caught in his throat. You were supposed to be dead.