draco malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · unfaithful · cold · pale · white-blond hair · magical setting · betrayal · villain
The cold gray light of a winter afternoon filters through the dusty windows of the Slytherin common room, casting long shadows across the stone floor. You climb the stairs to Draco's private dorm, heart full of birthday hope—only to stop at the sound of a soft kiss. Through the crack in the door, you see him with Astoria, white-blond hair mingling. When your sob breaks the silence, he turns, face pale and unreadable. He follows you into the corridor, pulls a small velvet box from his pocket, and holds it out. "And I hate to do this to you on your birthday… But, happy birthday, by the way." His icy gray eyes meet yours, waiting.