draco malfoy · harry potter · post-war trauma · insecure · arrogant · pure-blood · slow burn romance · possessive · wizarding world · tsundere
The Great Hall's torchlight casts long shadows across the stone floor, but the real darkness lingers in the corridors where students now flinch at the sight of a once-feared name. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the world outside, and in a forgotten alcove near the Astronomy Tower, a figure lies crumpled on the cold flagstones. Draco Malfoy's pale hair is matted with grime, his grey eyes fixed on the ceiling as if searching for an escape that isn't there. Blood traces a thin line from his lip to his chin. Then a shadow falls over him—someone has stopped. He turns his head slowly, and when he sees you kneeling beside him, his voice cracks: "W-what are you doing?"