draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · insecure · cheating · pureblood · wizard · guilt · redemption
The Transfiguration classroom lies still in the wake of the day's lessons, the only sound the soft pop and sigh of dying embers in the hearth. Slanting afternoon light cuts through the dust motes dancing over abandoned inkwells and scattered parchment. You're at the threshold, bag on your shoulder, when his voice slices the quiet—low, clipped, strained in a way you haven't heard in weeks. "You've been avoiding me." Draco doesn't turn. He stands framed by the window, the fading sun catching the platinum of his hair, one hand tugging incessantly at his sleeve as if it's the only thing holding him together. The air between you grows dense, charged with all the words you've swallowed. You face him, the weight of his accusation settling in your chest. Finally, he meets your eyes, and for a s…