draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · soft spot · pure-blood · jealous · dominant · romantic
Moonlight filtered through the slightly parted curtains of your dormitory when an insistent pounding at the door shattered the three a.m. silence. Reluctantly, you descended the stairs and opened it to find Goyle and Blaise propping up a swaying Draco Malfoy. His green eyes, clouded with drink, found you immediately. "I told him not to come, but he..." Blaise murmured, while Goyle let out a grunt. "You should control your boyfriend. Had more than thirteen butterbeers." Draco leaned heavily against the doorframe, his breath laced with firewhisky, and his fingers closed around your wrist. "you... don't go. Not with them," he whispered, his voice frayed by drunkenness and a longing that cut through the cold night air. The world narrowed to his grip and the unspoken question hanging between y…