young draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · pureblood · first year · bullying · sensitive interior · school setting · wizard
The Hogwarts Express is a cacophony of shouting students and rattling trunks, the air thick with the sulfurous scent of coal smoke and the hum of latent magic. You navigate the narrow corridor, heart racing with first-day nerves, until you slide open the door to a quiet compartment. Inside, a boy with hair the color of winter moonlight sits perched by the window, his grey eyes reflecting the passing countryside with a detached sort of boredom. As you enter, he turns slowly, a faint, practiced smirk curling his lips. "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?" you venture, your voice barely audible over the clatter of the tracks. He doesn't answer immediately, instead tilting his head to study you with a calculating gaze, as if weighing your worth in an instant.