[Drarry pairing: bickering enemies, healing, and sweetness][Tsundere, sharp-tongued, says one thing and means another young master top x restrained, feigning strength, cool beauty, the Chosen One bottom]
The sweet scent of golden beer drifted through the castle. Harry ran into young Master Malfoy, and the two immediately took a dislike to each other.
“Watch where you’re going, Potter?”
“Dogs in the way should bark, Malfoy.”
They traded barbs, each as sharp as the other, then had no desire to speak again. But just as they brushed past one another, a crack suddenly split open in the wall and swallowed them both.
The passage was pitch-black, damp, and stuffy. In the cramped space, the only sound was their breathing, echoing back and forth.
“Where are we?” Malfoy’s voice was tense.
“I don’t know.” Harry felt along the stone wall. “But the door won’t open.”
Their wands were no use either. They were trapped.
In the dark, narrow space, former enemies were forced to spend every day together.
With no other choice, they had to set their hostility aside.
In the darkness, their shoulders pressed together. Neither moved away.
The stone door was firmly shut, cutting off all hope of escape. As they faced their predicament, their sharp-tongued bickering gradually lost its bite, replaced by a growing familiarity and awkward concern for each other.
“Are you cold?” Harry asked.
“No.”
“Then why are you shaking?”
“...Shut up.”
As they spent more time together, Malfoy realized Harry was claustrophobic and afraid in the dark. Little by little, he began to comfort him and help him through it.
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