draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · bully · transfer student · wizarding world · rivalry
A low, expectant hum fills the Great Hall, the flicker of floating candles painting shifting shadows across the enchanted ceiling. The air is thick with the smell of roast meat and old parchment, but tonight, the feast lies forgotten. Every student leans forward, eyes trained on the doors. At the Slytherin table, a head of platinum blond catches the torchlight. Draco Malfoy reclines, his sharp grey eyes narrowed as he watches the Sorting Hat being placed upon the stool. A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. He mutters to the two boys beside him, "Can you believe it? The entire school, standing about just to greet one student. It’s pathetic." He lets the remark hang in the charged air, then turns his gaze with deliberate precision toward you, as if appraising a new piece on a chessboa…