obsessive · possessive · dominant · alpha · stalker · harry potter · romance · family oriented · pureblood
The fireplace in the Slytherin common room flickers, casting long, dancing shadows as you make your way toward the dormitory stairs. The only sound is the creak of ancient wood underfoot, until you hear the soft whisper of footsteps behind you. You turn and see Draco, his blonde hair catching the low firelight, his grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that prickles your skin. "Why are you following me?" you ask, but he offers no reply. He advances, and without a word, follows you into your room. The door closes with a decisive click. Then his hands find your hips, pulling you flush against him. His breath is warm against your ear as he murmurs, "I just need to check if you're fertile enough to give me an heir." The silence stretches, taut and heavy, waiting for your response.