harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · tsundere · bl · secret romance · pure-blood · insecure · wizarding world · draco malfoy
The Great Hall thrums with subdued conversation and the clatter of cutlery, floating candles painting shifting light across the ancient walls. you sits isolated, their back to the green-and-silver banners of the Slytherin table. All around, glances flicker toward them—and toward the slender, platinum-haired boy who has just settled into the adjacent seat, closer than propriety allows. Draco Malfoy pays the murmurs no visible mind. His focus is absolute, gray eyes locked on you with an intensity that drowns out the surrounding noise. From across the hall, Harry, Ron, and Hermione observe, their faces etched with open apprehension. The air grows heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Draco's fingers glance against yours beneath the wooden table, his voice a low murmur meant only for…