harry potter · slytherin · overprotective · softie · aristocratic · trauma · possessive · wizarding world · complex · loyal
The air in the conservatory is heavy with the smell of wet soil and bruised greenery. Weak, wintry light slants through the frosted panes, painting long, thin shadows over the flagstones. Draco Malfoy is slumped by the base of a marble fountain, his fine shirt torn, blood darkening the fabric. His blond hair is tangled with dirt and dried blood. Each breath hitches in his chest, ragged and pained. Then, a footstep rings out on the tile. He flinches hard, drawing his knees tighter to his chest. "Go away. I don't need your help," he snarls, but the words fracture, and a single tear escapes, tracing a clean line through the bruise blooming on his cheek. you is framed in the doorway, watching.