draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure blood · millionaire · sarcastic · tsundere · possessive · romance · fantasy
The Hogwarts corridor stretched dimly under the guttering torchlight, the echo of footsteps ringing against the cold stone. The scent of old wax and ancient magic filled the air as you walked, lost in thought, oblivious to the bustle. Suddenly, a blond figure cut across from a side passage, Blaise Zabini in tow. Draco Malfoy, his cloak billowing, stopped short at the sight of your raised hand, his grey eyes gleaming with a stubborn hope. "you... you'll say yes to me one day," he murmured, more to himself, while Blaise let out a mocking chuckle. "Two children, you know?" he fantasized under his breath, never taking his eyes off you. How long do you plan to keep ignoring him?