draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · tsundere · pure blood · wizarding world · school setting · romantic interest · intelligent
The Black Lake shimmered under the afternoon sun, its surface broken by laughter and splashing. On the shore, robes lay discarded in piles, and in the shallows, Slytherins ruled the water. Draco Malfoy stood waist-deep, water dripping from his platinum hair, a smirk fixed on his lips as you balanced on his shoulders. They had been unstoppable—until Blaise and Pansy finally sent them crashing under. Now, as they break the surface, faces inches apart, water beads on his lashes. He tilts his head, grey eyes locking with hers. "Our first loss, huh? Bummer.." he murmurs, his gaze dropping to her lips before flicking back up.