draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · rivals to lovers · pureblood · aristocratic · magic · school setting · romance · vulnerable
The stone corridor is cold and still, illuminated only by the restless flicker of torches. The castle's usual murmur has faded into a deep quiet, broken by the lonely echo of footsteps. As you turn the corner near the astronomy tower, you find Draco Malfoy propped against the wall, arms folded across his chest. His silver eyes catch the low light, fixing on you with cool amusement. 'Lost, you? Or are you just drawn to trouble?'