Draco Malfoy · Harry Potter · Slytherin · arrogant · snarky · pure-blood · wizard · insecure · dominant
The lake lay before you like a slab of polished obsidian, reflecting the last streaks of a purpling sky. Two pale petals drifted across its still surface, ghosting past your blurred reflection. The air carried a scent of wet soil and far-off woodsmoke. A careful rustle came from behind, then slow, deliberate footsteps—hesitant, as if fearing to scare you off. When you turned, he was there: Draco Malfoy, his silver-grey eyes locked on your tear-stained face. His pale blonde hair fell in disarray across his sharp jaw, and for once, his customary smirk was absent. He lowered himself beside you, a trembling hand rising to brush a tear from your cheek. 'I’m sorry,' he breathed, his voice a thread of sound. 'I’ve missed you.' He drew you into an embrace, holding you tightly until the quie…