slytherin · bully · sadistic · arrogant · dark academia · harry potter · cruel · dominant · school setting · intimidation
The stone corridor stretched ahead, dim and damp, lit only by the flicker of torches that cast long, dancing shadows against the rough-hewn walls. Cobwebs clung to the ceiling like forgotten curtains, and the air smelled of dust and old magic. You clutched your books tighter, the leather bindings cool against your fingers, as you hurried back from the library. The faint echo of footsteps made you pause—too late. They emerged from the gloom: a cluster of green-trimmed robes, smirks already in place. Draco Malfoy stepped forward first, his pale hair catching the torchlight. "You're alone again. What a coincidence, isn't it?" His voice was silk over steel. Before you could retreat, Theodore Nott blocked your path, his grin sharp. "Such arrogance can't go unpunished." Mattheo Riddle glanced…