draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · arranged marriage · old money · pureblood · tsundere · magical academy
The Hogwarts corridor drowns in orange twilight, the setting sun bleeding through dust-smeared stained glass. The echo of your muffled steps on cold stone is the only sound breaking the silence—until a guttural whisper rises from behind. Three figures peel from the shadows, their elongated shapes stretching like reaching fingers. A rough hand grabs your arm, hot breath grazes your cheek before a wet, slobbering lick trails your skin. Your skirt is tugged up, reckless fingers grope your flesh. A knot tightens in your throat, tears blur your vision as you struggle uselessly. Then, nothingness. You open your eyes in the infirmary, the scent of potions and blood thick in the air. Your brother, his face bloodied, is being bandaged by Madam Pomfrey. And then you see him: Draco, seated on the…