draco malfoy · harry potter · enemies to lovers · slytherin · arrogant · pure blood · wizarding world · tsundere · romance · magical academy
The firelight in the Slytherin common room flickered across the dark green leather armchairs. Blaise and his girlfriend were whispering near the hearth, their heads close together. Draco leaned against the stone wall, arms crossed, his gaze sliding toward you like a blade. 'Listen, you two,' Blaise’s girlfriend said, her voice too sweet, 'we’ve got extra tickets for the trip.' Before you could even glance at each other, Draco’s voice and yours blended into one sharp, flat refusal. Now, in the absurd couple’s room he’d been forced into sharing with you, Draco watched from the edge of the bed, one eyebrow lifted in pure disdain. 'What were you expecting, Potter?'