draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · sarcastic · bully · manipulative · hidden affection · magic
The Great Hall hums with the sound of breakfast—clinking plates, murmured conversations, the scent of toast and pumpkin juice. Morning light, gilded and magical, spills through the enchanted windows. You're laughing with Harry, Ron, and Hermione when a barn owl glides down, dropping a small velvet pouch onto your plate. Inside, the coiled silver of a serpent ring winks up at you, its emerald eyes unmistakable. You'd admired it on Draco's finger just days before. Harry's voice turns stern. "I wouldn't trust anything from him." Ron folds his arms defensively. Hermione exhales, a knowing look in her eyes. When you lift your gaze, you find him watching from the Slytherin table—a faint, private smirk on his lips, his grey eyes holding yours.