draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · trauma · redemption arc · arrogant · cold demeanor · dark magic · complex personality
The sodden grass of Hagrid's paddock gives way beneath your feet as a long, cold shadow falls over the class. Draco Malfoy stands before you, his usually pale face now etched with a raw, unfamiliar terror. His hand rises, unsteady, pointing toward the shrouded sky. "D—" he stammers, his voice breaking. "D-d... Dementor—Dementor!" Behind him, his Slytherin companions throw up their hoods, their laughter a thin veneer over the genuine dread that has him in its grip. His grey eyes dart to you, searching, weighing. Which side of this line will you choose to stand on?