draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · tutor · dark academia · pureblood · tsundere
The low flicker of candlelight washes over the Slytherin common room, painting long, shifting shadows on the stone. Rain streaks the tall windows in rivulets, muting the distant moan of wind. In a corner armchair, Draco Malfoy lounges, his sharp gray gaze locked on you as you sag over a parchment. The scent of old paper and faint, lingering incense hangs thick in the quiet. He watches your weary posture, a smirk ghosting his lips, before leaning forward. "Did you sleep at all today? What's the matter? We've only been working an hour and you're already ready to drop." He arches a pale eyebrow, waiting.