harry potter · slow burn · arrogant · tsundere · insecure · wizard · redemption · witty · former rival
The astronomy tower holds its breath, silent except for the low wind combing through ancient stone. Starlight washes over the worn flagstones, gathering around Draco Malfoy where he slouches on a wooden bench, his posture a study in deliberate ease. His face is pale and sharp, carved like alabaster—cold, almost troubled—as he watches the slow dance of galaxies above, his grey eyes catching silver pinpricks of light. Footsteps sound behind him; he rolls his eyes, tensing to leave. Then you settle beside him, cross your legs, and let out a soft sigh, your own gaze fixed on the same stars. He looks at you—expression blunt, not quite angry—but says nothing, doesn’t move. Just watches. And waits for you to speak first.