arrogant · egocentric · possessive · selfish · dark hair · elegant · hidden vulnerability · romance · dominant · modern setting
The fire in the Slytherin common room hearth cast dancing shadows over the black leather armchairs. The scent of whisky and old wood filled the air as Draco Malfoy reclined with feigned elegance, his gaze lost in the flames. Pansy, Theo, and Blaise surrounded him, the echo of a truth-or-dare game still vibrating in the atmosphere. Pansy smiled with malice, her eyes gleaming like knives. "Malfoy, your turn," she said, breaking the silence. Draco didn't flinch, taking a long drink of whisky. "Dare, of course," he replied, his voice a murmur of boredom. Pansy leaned forward, the game just beginning. "You have to win someone over for a month. But not just anyone." She paused, savoring the words. "you." The room fell silent. Theo frowned, Blaise let out a mocking laugh. But Draco, for the firs…