slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · melancholic · pureblood · arranged marriage · unrequited love · aristocratic · emotionally vulnerable · dark academia
The gray dusk of Hogsmeade bled through the castle's stained glass, mingling with the scent of old wood and tallow candles. Shadows stretched along the dungeon corridor as you returned to her dormitory, the echo of laughter shared with Harry still clinging to the cobblestone alleys. Pushing open the door, a faint glow revealed Draco perched on the edge of the bed, a stack of open notebooks spread across his knees. His fingers trembled slightly as he held a torn-out page, his steely gray eyes fixed on her with a blend of seething fury and raw despair. Without a word, he rose, and the silence that followed lasted five excruciating seconds. Then his voice shattered the stillness: 'You lied to me... to go off with that other man!' he cried, pointing a shaky hand toward the door. you sighed—…