draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · fragile · dark academia · redemption · possessive · restraining · war setting
The Great Hall lay in ruins, a graveyard of memories under the weight of war. Draco stood paralyzed, the world’s judgment pressing down on his shoulders. His father’s voice echoed from the shadows; the Dark Lord waited. Every eye that remained locked onto him with hatred, yet no voice rose to stop him. Until a sudden, gentle pressure anchored his wrist. A hand, light as a whisper, caught his sleeve. It was you. His enemy. The only one who dared to reach out.