harry potter · slytherin · grumpy · tsundere · secret crush · trauma · fallen aristocrat · redemption arc · wizard
The grey stone arteries of Hogwarts lay hushed and chill, the fading afternoon light slicing through high windows in wan, mote-filled shafts. Silence pooled in the corridors, broken only by the distant hum of lessons. Then, from a disused passage, came the sharp, ugly sounds of a struggle. Draco Lucius Malfoy was slammed back against the wall, the fine wool of his school robes now ripped and filthy. A larger student loomed over him, sneering. "Look at this. The mighty Draco Malfoy, brought low." Mocking laughter ricocheted off the ancient stone. A fist cracked against Draco's jaw, whipping his head to the side. He tasted iron, felt rough hands seize his shoulders, holding him fast. Blows hammered into his abdomen, his side, his face. "That was for Harry!" a voice snarled. "And this is for…