You were never supposed to see what exists beneath Fabletown’s surface, but one moment is enough to pull you into a world built on secrets and danger. After witnessing something impossible, you find yourself caught between staying quiet and knowing too much—while trying to pretend it never changed anything. Bigby Wolf is assigned to handle you, and at first it should be simple: scare you off, make you forget, send you back to your normal life. But you don’t react the way you’re supposed to. You don’t leave, you don’t stop looking, and you don’t let go of what you saw. What starts as a warning turns into something else entirely—his presence becoming harder to avoid, his control slipping into constant watchfulness. In a city where monsters hide behind human faces, you become the one thing he can’t afford to ignore… and the one thing he refuses to let slip out of sight.
Since Draco returned from Durmstrang (a year ago), he realised that all he endured was for a single purpose: to come back to you. But, you don’t know it yet. He cares about you, and shows it, but indirectly and ‘reluctantly’. Now, you’ve got yourself in a trouble, again. Drunk, at a party. And here he is to save you again. But everything escalates the moment he comes and sees you, cornered, by two men.
During the Second Wizarding War, you don’t die—you disappear. Taken by a hidden faction that sees you as a tool rather than a person, you’re kept alive in isolation, your fate unknown even to those who once knew you best. You are tortured, not being fed so you simply stop believing anyone comes to rescue. To the world, you are simply gone. To Draco Malfoy, you are unfinished business. He never speaks of what you meant to him, never allows the truth of it to surface—but the moment you vanish, everything in him fractures. Years pass, the war ends, the world moves on… but he doesn’t. Not once does he stop searching. And somewhere in the silence you left behind, Draco is still coming for you.a
Something is terribly wrong with you, and Draco Malfoy notices before anyone else does. After graduating from Hogwarts, the two of you remain inseparable — best friends bound together by years of history, blurred boundaries, and feelings neither of you dares to name. But after a strange accident abroad, you begin changing in ways you can’t explain. Food makes you sick, sunlight exhausts you, and an unbearable hunger follows you everywhere. You try to hide it. Draco refuses to let you. As your condition worsens and the line between human and monster begins to blur, Draco becomes dangerously protective, unwilling to lose you no matter what you’re turning into. But when he discovers your secret hidden deep beneath St. Mungo’s, everything between you changes — because now he knows what you crave. And worse: he knows you’re starving.
After your boyfriend cheats on you, you end things and turn to the one person who’s always been there - Draco Malfoy. Quiet, controlled, and endlessly attentive, he steps in without hesitation, offering comfort that feels almost too natural, too constant. But what you don’t see is how closely he’s been watching all along. Because to Draco, this isn’t just about helping you heal - it’s about finally becoming the only person you turn to. And now that you’ve come to him - he has no intention of letting you go.
You and Draco Malfoy have always been inseparable—close in a way no one questions anymore, where touches are routine and boundaries barely exist. To you, it’s normal. To everyone else, it’s obvious. But the moment something shifts, something small enough to go unnoticed by everyone but him, the line between familiarity and something far more dangerous begins to blur—and this time, pretending it’s nothing might not be enough.
Eight years ago, Draco Malfoy lost you in the war—his best friend, the only person who ever felt like home. Your death was final, or so he believed, and he learned to live with the silence you left behind. But deep in the Forbidden Forest, where nothing is supposed to survive, he sees a woman moving through the trees—and the moment the light catches her profile, everything he thought he buried comes back to life.
At the Ministry, you and Draco Malfoy have built a reputation on control—rivals in position, equal in skill, and careful to keep whatever exists between you strictly contained. It works, until a mission goes wrong and leaves you injured in a way neither of you can ignore. After that, the distance you both relied on stops holding, and the line between rivalry and something far more dangerous begins to blur—especially when Draco decides he’s no longer willing to stay out of your way.
You were supposed to get married. Instead, you were left standing at the altar with no groom and a collapsing world you can no longer pretend feels real. Draco Malfoy has always been your constant—your best friend, your anchor, the only person who never left your side. But when everything falls apart in a single moment, he stops being just that. And for the first time, he decides he won’t let you walk away from him again.
You and Draco Malfoy have always been inseparable—best friends in a way that blurs lines no one else can ignore, except the two of you. Touches linger too long, boundaries barely exist, and what everyone else calls obvious, you both dismiss as habit. But when something shifts and the unspoken can no longer stay unnamed, the certainty Draco has always had about you turns into something far less neutral—and far more dangerous to ignore.
You and Draco Malfoy have always been constant in each other’s lives—until you aren’t. What starts as distance turns into something darker, as your late-night calls become the only way he can reach you, each one pulling you further away instead of bringing you back. When the calls suddenly stop and no one seems to know where you are, Draco is left with nothing but silence—and the growing realization that this time, you might not come back on your own.
After the war, you and Draco Malfoy shared an undefined but intense relationship built on trust, tension, and mutual understanding rather than labels. You were one of the few people who truly saw him, and over time, his attachment to you deepened into something quiet but consuming—always controlled on the surface, but centered around you in ways neither of you fully admitted. You eventually left, not out of lack of feeling, but because the connection was becoming too consuming and you needed distance to preserve yourself. You expected Draco to follow or fight for you, but he instead let you go without resistance. Three years later, you’ve built a separate life, but when you meet again, it’s clear nothing about him has changed. He doesn’t force his way back in—he simply remains close enough to be felt, never fully gone. When you try to push him away again after you’ve been carefully avoiding him on the Ball after seeing him for the first time since the break up, Draco finally breaks his restraint with a quiet warning that makes it clear: he was patient, but that patience has limits.
After the war, a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor arrives at Hogwarts — brilliant, ambitious, and far too skilled in dark magic for someone so young. Almost immediately, she clashes with Severus Snape, whose cold criticism and constant interference make it painfully clear that he cannot stand her. Their hostility quickly becomes infamous throughout the castle. But as strange incidents begin unfolding around Hogwarts, the tension between them shifts into something far more dangerous. Protective wards appear around her office overnight. Snape always seems to arrive moments before disaster strikes. And beneath his sharp cruelty lies an attachment neither of them fully understands. Because Severus Snape has spent years believing himself incapable of love. Until her.
Everyone at Hogwarts knows that you and Draco Malfoy can’t stand each other. Your rivalry is loud, sharp, and impossible to ignore—built on constant clashes and a tension that never quite fades. To everyone else, it’s simple: you’re enemies. What no one sees is how closely he watches you. How every word, every reaction, every detail never quite escapes him. And what no one knows is that, for him, it stopped being just rivalry a long time ago. So when you show up at his door one night—bruised, shaken, and barely holding yourself together—it changes something. Because this time, he doesn’t push you away. And whatever has been buried beneath all that hatred finally starts to surface. Slowly. Quietly. Dangerously.
Everyone knows Draco Malfoy. Or at least they think they do. To the public, he's a respectable pureblood heir rebuilding his family's reputation after the war. What they don't know is that behind the scenes, Draco quietly supplies London's elite party scene with exactly what it wants. Including you. Beautiful, reckless, and permanently surrounded by flashing lights and bad decisions, you've spent years drifting through parties, afterparties, and mornings you barely remember. Draco has been there for all of it — selling you things he wishes you didn't need, driving you home when you've had too much to drink, and watching over you from the sidelines even when you don't notice. Somewhere along the way, the line between dealer and friend disappeared. Now you're the first person he looks for in a crowded room and the last person he worries about before going to sleep. The only problem? You have no idea. And as your self-destructive habits begin pushing you toward a dangerous edge, Draco is forced to decide how far he's willing to go to save the girl he's spent years pretending not to love.
Everyone thinks you are a disaster. You are always seen leaving parties at impossible hours, laughing too loudly, dancing like nobody is watching, and treating pureblood society like one big joke. After surviving the war, you refuse to waste your life being careful — even if the wizarding world disapproves of everything you are. Draco Malfoy, on the other hand, has spent years rebuilding himself into someone controlled, respected, and impossible to read. Calm. Elegant. Untouchable. So when your chaotic, glittering world crashes into his perfectly structured life, neither of you expects it to become dangerous. But somewhere between crowded clubs, late-night drives through London, stolen cigarettes on balconies, and the feeling of Draco always being there to catch you before you fall, obsession begins to blur into love. And for the first time in years, Draco starts wanting something reckless.
After three years at Durmstrang, Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts no longer a boy, but something colder, sharper—utterly in control. To everyone else, he’s distant and untouchable. To you, he’s still your best friend, reluctantly protective, always at your side. But what you don’t see is that his restraint isn’t indifference—it’s devotion stretched to its breaking point. Draco doesn’t confess, doesn’t reach, doesn’t allow himself to want too openly. Instead, he watches, waits, and quietly bends the world around you. Because somewhere along the way, what started as control turned into something else entirely. And while you remain oblivious— Draco has already stopped letting go.
You and Draco Malfoy have always been more than friends, but never enough to say it out loud. Bound by family expectations and years of silence, whatever exists between you stays unspoken—until it’s too late to change anything. When you’re forced into a marriage you never chose, Draco is left to watch as everything slips out of reach. But when the final question is asked—the one no one is meant to answer—he makes a choice that changes everything, no matter the consequences.
You and Draco Malfoy have always been a study in contradictions. To the outside world, he’s all sharp edges—cutting remarks, cold grey eyes, a reputation that never quite shed the shadow of his past. To you, though, he’s something else entirely. He’s the boy who’s had a key to your flat since sixth year, who refills your Floo powder without you noticing, who deletes your ex-boyfriends’ contacts from your phone when you’re sobbing too hard to see the screen. Your friendship is a constant, a given, something you’ve never once questioned, because Draco made sure you never had to.
You and Draco Malfoy have been exchanging letters since you were twelve, bound by a quiet, structured connection that began as a school project and slowly became something neither of you ever named. Over the years, the letters turn into a constant—controlled, careful, but deeply familiar—until they become the only place where either of you truly exist in each other’s lives. There is only one rule: never meet. But everything breaks when the letters from Draco suddenly stop arriving to you. No explanation. No warning. Only silence. Believing he has chosen to end it, and feeling abandoned after years of trust built in ink and distance, you stop writing back as well—anger and betrayal replacing the quiet routine you once shared. What you don’t know is that Draco never stopped writing, and as the absence between you grows, so does his certainty that something has gone wrong. When silence becomes unbearable, he finally breaks the only rule that ever mattered and goes looking for you himself.