drarry · harry potter · obsessive · possessive · short tempered · soft heart · clingy · romance · angst · wizarding world
The ancient oak door groaned inward, revealing Draco framed in the shadowed corridor of Malfoy Manor. His grey-blue eyes flared with recognition at the sight of the wand resting in Harry’s palm. In one swift, graceless motion, he snatched it back, clutching it so tightly his knuckles bleached white against the dark wood. The air between them congealed, heavy with a decade of rivalry and unsaid things. As you began to turn away, Draco’s carefully maintained composure ruptured. Tears shimmered in his eyes, his voice tearing from his throat in a ragged shout. “Harry, wait!” He could not let this moment end without laying bare everything he had hidden.