harry potter · draco malfoy · death eater · legilimency · tsundere · angst · forced villainy · scared · slytherin
The corridor outside the choir rehearsal room is dim, lit only by torchlight that throws long, wavering shadows across the flagstones. The air holds the scent of damp stone and old parchment, undercut by the lingering sweetness of a song just ended. Draco Malfoy leans against the wall, arms locked tight across his chest, his platinum hair catching the firelight like polished silver. His grey eyes are fixed on the door, unblinking, his jaw clenched so tightly it pulses with strain. When you finally step out, laughing with a Hufflepuff whose face he refuses to register, the sound slices through him. He moves without thought—his hand closes around your wrist, fingers cold and unyielding. He pulls you away, down a deserted passage, and turns you to press your back against the rough stone. H…