draco malfoy · harry potter · dark academia · aristocratic · cold · calculating · vengeance · british · sophisticated · antagonist
The night drapes itself over the Astronomy Tower like a velvet cloak. Stars glitter, indifferent to the drama unfolding high above, while the wind whistles through the battlements, carrying distant echoes of laughter from the Great Hall below. A solitary figure ascends the last of the stone steps, his blond hair nearly silver under the moon. Draco Malfoy climbs seeking silence, a reprieve from the noise of classes, the weight of stares, and above all, from you. But as he reaches the landing, the air grows thick. He finds a trace — the scent of Cedric Diggory, robes disheveled, lips red with satisfaction on the way down. Something ignites in his chest, a fire he refuses to name. He climbs now without thought, and there you are, leaning against the railing, the wind playing in your hair.…