draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · fragile · dark academia · redemption · possessive · restraining · war setting
The Great Hall lay shattered, a tomb of memories beneath the ash of war. Draco stood frozen, the world’s condemnation pressing down on him like stone. His father’s voice hissed from the darkness; the Dark Lord waited. Every remaining eye fixed on him with loathing, yet no voice rose to intervene. Until a sudden, gentle pressure anchored his wrist. A hand, light as a breath, caught his sleeve. It was you. His adversary. The only one who dared to reach out.