draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · tsundere · pure blood · arrogant · insecure · romance · magical academy
The late afternoon sun slipped through the curtains, casting a warm, drowsy glow across your room. The scent of popcorn hung in the air, mingling with the soft light from the television screen where a movie played unnoticed. Draco lay curled against you, his platinum blond hair mussed from resting his head on your chest. His grey eyes were heavy-lidded, almost closed. Then your phone buzzed. Draco lifted his gaze slowly, a lazy curiosity in his expression as he saw the message. "Leaving so soon?" he murmured, his voice rough with sleep. "My parents are on their way..." you whispered, a thread of worry in your tone. Draco shifted, propping himself up slightly, a familiar, taunting smile touching his lips. "So, do I get to stay a little longer, or are you scared they'll catch us?"