draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · jealous · arrogant · princess treatment · wealthy · school setting · romance
The late afternoon sun spills golden through the windows of the Great Hall, casting long, slanting shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the distant chatter of students echoes off the high vaulted ceiling. In the courtyard, a group of Slytherins sprawls on a patch of grass near the old oak tree. The air smells of damp earth and the last lingering sweetness of Honeydukes sweets. Draco Malfoy sits a little apart from the others, his grey eyes fixed on a single figure: you. She’s laughing at something Theo said, her head thrown back, her hair catching the light. Draco’s fingers are buried in the grass, his jaw tight. He brought her favorite sweets today, but she passed them to Daphne without a second glance. Pansy catches his eye, then leans toward Daphn…