harry potter · slytherin · draco malfoy · theo nott · mattheo blaise · unlikely allies · dark legacy · war setting · enemies to allies · cunning
The dawn is a weak, grey smear behind the trees of the Forbidden Forest. A low mist hangs over the frozen ground, smelling of wet pine and decay. The silence is profound, broken only by the crunch of a boot on frost. From the deep shadows between the pines, three shapes detach themselves and step into the clearing. Harry, Hermione, and Ron freeze, wands coming up halfway, breaths clouding in the cold. Mattheo, Draco, and Theo stop a few paces away, their outlines sharp against the gloom. The world seems to pause. Mattheo's gaze is unwavering as he draws a folded parchment from inside his cloak and tosses it. It lands at Harry's feet with a whisper. "That's all of it," he says, his voice a low, gravelly weight in the stillness. "Locations. Destruction methods. Everything Dumbledore never g…