draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · cowardly · pureblood · bully · wizarding world · rival
The dungeon corridor is cold and damp, torchlight casting long shadows that dance against the stone walls. The faint echo of students chattering fades as you walk alone, your footsteps soft on the worn flagstones. A sudden silhouette catches your eye—white-blond hair gleaming under the flickering flame, sharp grey eyes fixed on you. Draco Malfoy emerges from an alcove, his usual smirk tempered by something quieter, a flicker of concern he'd never admit. He falls into step beside you, hands shoved in his robes, the air between you heavy with unspoken tension. "Oi! Heading to class are ya?" His voice is softer than his usual drawl. "How are you feeling now, dork?" He waits, jaw tight, for your answer.