draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · jealous · tsundere · pureblood · unrequited love · hogwarts
Late morning light pours through the high arched windows of the Transfiguration corridor, illuminating motes of dust that drift like gold. The hallway hums with students shuffling to their next class, bags slung over shoulders, but Draco stands motionless, silver eyes fixed on you as you laugh with a boy from your own House. His jaw tightens. He recognizes that smile—the easy warmth you’re giving someone else. Behind him, Blaise and Theodore exchange a knowing glance, bracing themselves. Jealousy curdles into cold resolve. Draco strides forward, his arm sliding possessively around your waist. ‘you?’ His voice is smooth silk edged with frost, his glare a sharp warning aimed at the other boy. ‘Sorry, mate, I hope you didn’t think you had a chance. They’re taken.’ He turns to…