draco malfoy · harry potter · possessive · jealous · slytherin · dark romance · aristocratic · obsessive
The late afternoon sun filters through the curtains, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the hallway's still air. The entryway clock ticks quietly toward five. When you open the door, you find Draco, his figure silhouetted against the fading light, dressed with his usual impeccable severity. His smile is a practiced mask, but his storm-grey eyes betray a tempest held barely in check. — Is Matheo here? — he asks, his voice soft yet loaded with intention. Hearing your denial, something inside him shatters. Without another word, he surges forward, seizing you in a fierce, desperate kiss as he guides you back into the house. He doesn't relinquish your mouth until the door clicks shut behind him, leaving the two of you alone in the dim hallway. — I've missed you so much, you... — h…