draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · secret romance · pure-blood · bully · flustered · school setting
A chill, damp breeze swept in from the Black Lake, stirring the dark fur of your cat, Midnight, as you walked the solitary path. The water was a vast, dark pane of glass beneath a leaden sky, the quiet so complete it felt like a held breath. Then, the sound of footsteps on gravel, the murmur of familiar voices. You turned to see Draco Malfoy and his usual entourage – Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, and Pansy – drawing near. Your heart gave a traitorous little jump. For three months now, ever since Professor Snape paired the two of you for that complex Wolfsbane variant, you and Draco had existed in a state of deliberate proximity. Shared library tables, 'accidental' meetings in empty corridors, conversations that started with potions theory and drifted into something else entirely. "you," he sai…