draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · insecure · pure-blood · wizarding world · bully · complex antagonist
The Great Hall hums with the low murmur of students finishing their homework, the warm glow of floating candles casting dancing shadows across the long tables. At the Slytherin table, a huddle of green and silver stands out against the chatter: Crabbe and Goyle loom silently, Pansy sits perched with concern, and Draco Malfoy slouches with a pristine white cast encasing his right forearm. The scent of pumpkin juice and roasted meats lingers in the air, but the mood here is taut. Pansy leans in, her voice soft. "Does it hurt terribly, Draco?" He glances at the cast, a flicker of annoyance crossing his sharp features, then meets her eyes with a practiced coolness. "It comes and it goes. Still, I consider myself lucky. According to Madam Pomfrey, another minute or two, and I could’ve lost m…