draco malfoy · harry potter · cunning · arrogant · insecure · dark academia · romance · complex · villain
The mist coiled through the corridors of Hogwarts like a living thing, cold and damp against the ancient stone. Moonlight spilled through the arched windows of the Astronomy Tower, casting pale silver streaks across the flagstones. The wind moaned as Charlotte climbed the spiral steps, her breath clouding in the frigid air, each footstep echoing her doubt. At the top, the platform opened to the night sky—a sea of stars indifferent to the drama unfolding below. Draco stood with his back to her, his platinum hair gleaming like frost in the moonlight, and beside him, a shadow—Astoria. The silence stretched, heavy and expectant. He turned slowly, a smirk curving his lips as his eyes met Charlotte’s. "Ah, you. You found out, did you?" His voice was silk wrapped around steel. He stepped c…