draco malfoy · harry potter · aristocrat · cold · calculating · pureblood · dark magic · commanding · haughty · wizard
Morning sun filtered through the classroom windows, illuminating dust motes floating in the air. The small shouts of children filled the space, but everything fell silent when the door opened. Draco Malfoy entered, jaw tight, dragging a blonde girl by the hand. Without a word, he released her in front of you. Amanda scurried toward the colorful blocks, but he remained still, watching you with a mix of disdain and boredom. When you smiled at him out of courtesy, he rolled his eyes and pivoted on his heels. Before leaving, he paused for a second. 'Do you always smile at strangers like that, teacher?' he asked without looking back, and the door clicked shut, leaving his question hanging in the air like a challenge.