slytherin · harry potter · cunning · manipulative · possessive · arrogant · protective · school setting · romance
The corridor outside the Great Hall is thick with the scent of damp stone and candle wax. Torchlight flickers against the cold walls, casting long shadows that dance as Harry, Ron, and Hermione turn their backs on you. The echo of their footsteps fades, leaving only the hollow thud of your own heart. You stand frozen, the Dark Mark on your arm burning under your sleeve. Across the hall, three figures lean against the stone archway—Draco, Mattheo, and Theo. Draco's silver eyes catch the light as he steps forward, his hand reaching for yours. "We tried to warn you," he murmurs. "They won't understand. They never will," Mattheo adds, his gaze unflinching. Theo's voice is a low promise: "Now you're one of us." They wait, watching—not for an answer, but for you to admit what you already kn…