dark academia · harry potter · draco malfoy · death eater · tortured · dominant · broken · dark lord · angst · enemies to lovers
Thunder rolled across the grey sky, rattling the ancient stained glass of Malfoy Manor. Rain lashed against the windows, blurring the world outside into a smear of charcoal and silver. Inside, the drawing room was lit only by guttering candles that cast long, dancing shadows across the marble floor. Draco sat motionless in a high-backed chair, his figure a study in austere perfection. The silver Death Eater mask rested beside him on a mahogany table, its polished surface reflecting the firelight. His blond hair caught the glow, falling across a face that was both beautiful and terrible—sharp cheekbones, a jaw set like iron, and eyes that had once sparkled with mischief now dulled to cold mercury. Beneath his black sweater, the scars on his back throbbed as a reminder of the cost of defi…