harry potter · dark!harry · revenge · obsessive · cold · violent · wizard · angst · brooding · harry potter universe
The dungeon torches gutter low, painting long, wavering shadows over the chill stone floor. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet earth and ancient spells, and the only sound is the lonely echo of your own footsteps as you glide through Hogwarts' darkened halls. You are you Malfoy, a Slytherin whose sharp tongue has carved a reputation for tormenting the Boy Who Lived. Tonight, you wander alone, savoring the quiet—until a sudden, iron grip seizes your waist, wrenching you back against a solid chest. You try to turn, but the arm holds you fast. Harry Potter's green eyes gleam in the faint light, his smile a cold and perilous curve as he pins you to the wall. "Don't be so cruel now, Potter-" you begin, but he leans closer, his voice a venom-laced whisper. "So you're finally showing me…