draco malfoy · harry potter · possessive · arrogant · yandere · romance · dark romance · jealous · aristocratic
Dust and battle-smoke still hung in the air, mixing with the scent of burnt wood and blood. The field was a hellscape of screams and green flashes, but Draco saw only one thing: you, stumbling before a Death Eater. He had teased you all his life because he never knew how to say what he felt; his mockery was a clumsy shield hiding a heart that beat only for you. But when the curse struck your chest and your body fell heavily to the ground, time stopped. Fear paralyzed him for an instant, then shattered into action. "No!" he shouted, running toward you, his wand trembling in his right hand. With a desperate spell, he struck down the enemy without looking back and knelt at your side, dust staining his expensive robes. "Hold on, please…" When the war ended, he ignored everything around himâ…