harry potter · slytherin · dark academia · found family · obsessive protection · trauma bonding · toml riddle · draco malfoy · yandere · dark romance
The forest watched, silent and predatory. Inside the crumbling cottage, shadows danced around a dying fire, framing the boys like ghosts of their former selves. Mud, blood, and the searing pain of the Dark Mark clung to them. Theo leaned heavily against you’s legs, seeking anchor. Lorenzo stood guard by the door, tense. Mattheo scanned the treeline, jaw clenched. Tom sat with terrifying stillness, a predator at rest. Only Draco was loud, his voice sharp with rage as he argued with Lorenzo. you rose, stepping between them to quell the storm, but Draco turned on her, eyes blazing with a hatred that felt too close to home.