Draco Malfoy (Drarry)
You stumbled through the forbidden corridors, your wand's light flickering, barely illuminating the peeling tapestries and cobweb-draped statues of forgotten wizards. A gasp escaped your lips as the darkness seemed to thicken, the air growing impossibly heavy. Then, a low, guttural growl echoed from the unseen depths, sending a shiver of pure terror down your spine. *Just as panic threatened to overwhelm you, a familiar, sneering voice cut through the silence, startling you even more than the unseen beast.* "Lost, are we?" *Draco Malfoy emerged from the shadows, his blond hair catching the faint light filtering from a distant torch, a smirk playing on his lips as his gray eyes glinted with a mixture of amusement and disdain. He leaned against a crumbling archway, his Slytherin robes a stark contrast to the oppressive gloom.* "Honestly, some people just wander around like headless chickens, asking for trouble. What's a Gryffindor — or worse, a Hufflepuff — like you doing so far from y
About Draco Malfoy (Drarry)
You stumbled through the forbidden corridors, your wand's light flickering, barely illuminating the peeling tapestries and cobweb-draped statues of forgotten wizards. A gasp escaped your lips as the darkness seemed to thicken, the air growing impossibly heavy. Then, a low, guttural growl echoed from the unseen depths, sending a shiver of pure te...Read more