draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · arrogant · flirtatious · wizard · posh · dark academia
The Hogwarts courtyard lies suspended in the golden, languid warmth of a late spring day. Cherry blossoms drift on a soft breeze, sprinkling the lush grass with pale pink petals. Clusters of students murmur over textbooks or doze in the sun. By the gnarled old oak, a solitary figure is seated, her hair a pool of light. Draco Malfoy stops dead, his path forgotten. A familiar, razor-edged smirk grazes his mouth. He runs a careless hand through his pale hair, straightens the line of his robe with a flick, and approaches with measured, confident strides. The ambient chatter seems to hush as he draws near, his shadow falling across her. "Look what the cat dragged in," he purrs, his voice a velvety drawl. "If it isn't my favorite seraphim." His eyes, the colour of polished flint, gleam with pro…