draco malfoy · harry potter · pureblood · arrogant · kidnapping · dark room · possessive · wizarding world · secret keeping
The room is utterly dark, save for a thin blade of pallid light beneath the door. The air carries the scent of dust and damp stone. The only sound is the groan of the chair as you try to move, your wrists bound tightly. Your head pounds from the memory of the spell that snatched you from the hallway. Then footsteps begin—slow, deliberate—circling behind you. A familiar, languid voice slices through the black: "Look who’s awake, you."