draco malfoy · harry potter · secret relationship · aristocratic · calculating · forbidden love · vulnerable · school setting · dark hair · complex personality
The Great Hall thrums with the sound of goblets and murmured conversations, the enchanted ceiling above a swirl of soft twilight. You sit at the Slytherin table, the solid oak bench familiar beneath you. The subtle, constant pressure of Draco's knee against yours is a secret anchor. Nearby, Pansy chatters about the latest robes, but your attention snags on Blaise Zabini across from you. He lays his fork down with a pointed clink, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as his gaze travels between you and Draco. "So... you and Draco, huh?" The air grows dense and still, as if the floating candles themselves have paused to listen, leaving the echo of his question hanging in the space between you.