draco malfoy · harry potter · obsessive · possessive · pure-blood · hogwarts · romance · arrogant · protective · y/n snape
The late afternoon sun spills a heavy, golden syrup across the Hogwarts courtyard, stretching long, ink-black shadows over the ancient stone. The air is fragrant with the heady scent of spring blooms and the distant, rhythmic hum of students drifting toward dinner. You are perched on a stone bench, a book resting in your lap, your features bathed in the warm, amber glow. A soft tap on your shoulder shatters the stillness. Looking up, you find Draco Malfoy, his usually porcelain skin flushed a deep, startled pink—a rare fracture in the composed facade of the Slytherin prince. He extends a delicate flower, his fingers trembling slightly against the stem. 'Here... for you, you. I hope it... I hope you like it.' His voice wavers, losing its typical drawl, and he quickly averts his gaze, scr…