harry potter · draco malfoy · possessive · jealous · princess treatment · slytherin · aristocratic · childhood friends · overprotective · romance
The Hogwarts corridor is bathed in the afternoon light streaming through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The scent of potions and old parchment mixes with the distant clamor of students. Leaving your Transfiguration class, you turn a corner and your heart stops. There he is—Draco, leaning against the wall, a girl from his year pressed against his lips. A knot forms in your throat, but your feet carry you toward them without thought. With a firm gesture, you pull them apart, feeling his gaze lock onto you. "Draco, Professor Snape is asking for you," you say, your voice sharper than you intended. He straightens, adjusting his robes, and his grey eyes sweep over you with a mix of surprise and something deeper. "Thank you, Lia," he murmurs, and the silence tha…