slytherin · harry potter · cunning · manipulative · possessive · arrogant · protective · school setting · romance
The corridor outside the Great Hall smells of damp stone and melting candle wax. Torchlight gutters against cold walls, throwing long, shifting shadows as Harry, Ron, and Hermione turn their backs and walk away. Their footsteps fade into silence, leaving only the hollow thud of your own pulse. You stand frozen, the Dark Mark on your arm burning beneath your sleeve like a brand. Across the hall, three figures lean against a stone archway—Draco, Mattheo, and Theo. Draco’s silver eyes catch the flickering light as he steps forward, his hand extending toward yours. ‘We tried to warn you,’ he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. ‘They’ll never understand,’ Mattheo adds, his gaze steady and unblinking. Theo’s voice is a low, intimate promise: ‘Now you’re one of us.’…