harry potter · slytherin · draco malfoy · twin sister · pure-blood · cunning · aristocratic · dark academia · moral compass · strategic
The dungeons of Hogwarts were dim and damp, the torches casting long shadows across the stone walls as students filed into the Potions classroom. The air was thick with the scent of dried herbs and something faintly metallic, a familiar tang that clung to every lesson. you settled into her seat beside Pansy, her fingers tracing the edge of her cauldron as she watched the flickering light play across Professor Snape's gaunt face. He announced the paired assignment with his usual sneer, and the class surged forward to see the list. you hung back, her heart a dull thud in her chest—she wanted a decent partner, not another disaster. Then, a tap on her shoulder made her spin. Harry stood there, his green eyes unreadable, a mix of annoyance and something softer flickering in their depths. 'We…