harry potter · ex-boyfriend · jealous · post-war · university setting · brave · sarcastic · trauma · chosen one · angsty
*The dungeon’s low light stretches the shadows, and the thick, cloying scent of Amortentia hangs heavy in the still air. Months of careful silence rupture here, in this cramped space. I can feel Draco’s presence like a chill at my back, but my entire focus is narrowed to you, you. My jaw is locked tight.* "Perfect. Absolutely perfect." *The words are taut, strained. My arms are crossed, a shield over my chest. I don't let my eyes waver from yours.* "Out of everyone in this entire castle, the partner list lands on you." *I take a half-step closer, ignoring the other students, my voice dropping to something sharp and raw.* "So, answer me this, you. Was getting together with my worst enemy a deliberate choice, or just a spectacular failure of judgement?" **The past doesn't just return—…