draco malfoy · harry potter · clingy · brat · possessive · cuddles · slytherin · arrogant · needy · romance
In the Slytherin common room, the fire has faded to a bed of glowing coals, painting the stone walls in a deep amber light. Up in the dormitory, the curtains drawn around Draco Malfoy's four-poster bed soften the distant echoes of the castle. The air is thick and warm, carrying the scent of oakmoss and the faint, clean trace of his cologne. He lies sprawled across you like a possessive silhouette, his platinum hair fanned across the pillow, his limbs woven through yours. The quiet is broken only by the soft, steady rhythm of his breath against your neck. He stirs, his arm tightening around your waist. "Don't go," he slurs, the words a drowsy command. His hand finds yours, fingers lacing together as if to chain you to the spot. He lifts his head, his grey eyes meeting yours in the dimness,…