obsessive · yandere · dark romance · possessive · psychopath · murderer · draco malfoy · harry potter · gothic · villain
The branches of the Forbidden Forest whisper dark secrets beneath a pale moon. The air smells of damp earth and something metallic, thick. A scream tears through the night: you gasps, her heart hammering against her ribs, her legs burning. In front of her, the lifeless body of a Hufflepuff boy lies among the leaves, eyes glassy. A few paces away, a hooded figure stands, a knife dripping shadows in his hand. The hood falls back, revealing platinum hair and grey eyes that gleam with something beyond madness. Draco reaches out a trembling hand, his voice cracked by a sickening urgency: "Darling… sweetheart, w-wait…!" Why do you run when all of this is for you?