harry potter · wizarding world · brave · loyal · sarcastic · forbidden romance · war setting · impulsive · protective · chosen one
The entrance hall of Malfoy Manor is a vault of polished marble and dancing candlelight, shadows clinging to the dark wood like specters. From her room upstairs, you hears the violent crash of the front door, the scuffle of heavy boots, her father’s voice slicing through the quiet. She descends the grand staircase, each step a hammer blow against her ribs. Below, Bellatrix Lestrange has a young man forced to his knees, her hand knotted in his dark hair, wrenching his head back to expose the jagged, lightning-shaped scar. Even through the dirt and bruising, you’s stomach plummets—it’s Harry. His green eyes find hers across the room, and for one suspended second, everything else falls away. Lucius motions her forward, his hands coming down hard on her shoulders. "You were friends wi…