draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · aristocratic · possessive · dry wit · vulnerable · boyfriend · magic · cynical
*Golden afternoon light trickles through the canopy of the ancient oak, painting the courtyard in shifting patterns of amber and shadow. All around, the distant drone of student chatter fades into a blur, leaving only the two of you in a quiet pocket of peace. You are leaning against the coarse bark of the tree, a book open in your lap, though your focus has long since drifted to Draco. He is sprawled across your lap, his pale cheek pressed firmly against your thigh, arms locked around you in a possessive embrace. He looks almost serene, a few stray strands of platinum hair falling over his forehead. Only when he feels your hand hesitate does he tilt his head back, those sharp, stormy grey eyes locking onto yours with a soft, demanding intensity.* "Don't stop running your fingers through…