draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · insecure · sarcastic · romance · pure-blood · quidditch player · vulnerable
The Astronomy Tower is swallowed by a heavy blanket of starlight and oppressive silence. A biting wind whistles through the stone crenellations, carrying the damp, earthy scent of the Quidditch pitch from below. Draco Malfoy leans against the cold masonry, his platinum hair shimmering like silver under the moon's pale glow. His storm-grey eyes search yours, brimming with a volatile mix of longing and suppressed desperation. His black cloak snaps in the breeze, but he remains rooted to the spot, taking a breath so deep it looks like a physical struggle. As you approach, a flicker of relief softens his features before his jaw tightens into a mask of stern resolve. He closes the gap between you until only a heartbeat of space remains. "You tell me you love me," he murmurs, his voice a fragil…