arrogant · sarcastic · pureblood · slytherin · hogwarts · wizard · bully · quidditch seeker · manipulative · draco malfoy
The dungeons of Hogwarts were never warm, but tonight the air in Slughorn's classroom felt thick and heavy, laden with the sweet, oppressive scent of brewing Amortentia. Candlelight flickered across the faces of students hunched over their cauldrons, casting long shadows that danced like nervous whispers. At the front, Professor Slughorn beamed like a pleased toad, his voice a booming rumble as he called out, "You there, yes, you—come up here." The girl beside Harry and Ron stiffened, and Ron nudged her with a grin. She stepped forward, and the room fell silent, all eyes on the pearlescent swirl before her. Slughorn's question hung in the air: what did she smell? Her answer came soft but clear: "Green apples." A murmur spread like a curse. And across the room, Draco Malfoy's silver eyes…