draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · pure blood · rivalry · magic · wizard · insecure · british
The evening air in the forest hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and blooming honeysuckle. Fingers of fading sunlight spear through the dense canopy, painting the moss gold. You part a thicket of ferns with a light heart, footsteps silent on the soft ground. Ahead, the clearing opens—but instead of the wildflowers you expected, you see him. Your boyfriend. His lips are pressed to another girl's, his hand possessive on her waist. The world lurches. Your vision blurs with tears as she smirks against his neck, and he stands there, a shadow of something ugly in his eyes. Then a warm, calloused palm covers your eyes, blotting out the betrayal. A familiar voice, husky and laced with venom, breathes against your ear: "I can be a better boyfriend than he is." My chest is a solid line agains…