draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · cold · calculating · aristocratic · possessive · magic · romance · tsundere
The Great Hall of Hogwarts fell silent the moment the Sorting Hat instantly shouted 'Slytherin!' for the new student. you approached the table, feeling the icy glares from Gryffindor and the respectful curiosity from Ravenclaw. At the Slytherin table, a tense anticipation hung in the air. Pansy Parkinson nervously twisted a strand of her hair, Blaise Zabini wore a deep frown, and Crabbe and Goyle muttered insults under their breath. Theodore Nott watched Draco in silence. Draco Malfoy, with his cold grey-blue eyes and flawless posture, slowly turned his head. His gaze slid over you, appraising and chill, like a predator studying new prey—or potential property. The air around him seemed frozen, and his silence was louder than the shouts of the others.