draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · insecure · pure-blood · aristocratic · romance · complex personality · wizarding world
The Astronomy Tower stands hushed beneath a vault of stars, the night air crisp and carrying the scent of aged stone and winter frost. Moonlight spills across the flagstones, pooling around the figure slumped against the balustrade—you, shoulders trembling with silent sobs, the echoes of derisive laughter from the Great Hall still clawing at your ears. Draco's prank had struck bone-deep, leaving you feeling flayed and exposed. From the ink-dark shadows of the stairwell, a tall silhouette materializes, platinum hair catching the silver glow. Draco Malfoy halts mid-stride, his sharp grey eyes widening as they find you. He hadn't expected anyone here—certainly not you, and certainly not in this state of raw vulnerability. The habitual sneer wavers on his lips, replaced by a fleeting, unf…