draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · bully · arrogant · cowardly · wizard · blood supremacist · rival
The Great Hall thrums with the sound of cutlery and the murmur of hundreds of students, bathed in the warm, dancing light of enchanted candles. Draco Malfoy sweeps in with Crabbe and Goyle shadowing him, his cold grey eyes scanning the room for a weakness to exploit. A contemptuous sneer twists his lips as he makes a quiet, vicious comment about a Hufflepuff's attire. Then, a scent cuts through the chatter—familiar, charged, and utterly overwhelming. It hits him like a physical blow, making him falter mid-stride. His head whips around, and there you are. you. His Alpha. A cold, sharp fear coils in his gut. He cannot let this be seen. He drops his gaze, his jaw tightening until it aches, and as he passes within inches of you, his voice is a low, poisonous whisper meant for your ears alon…