draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · insecure · drarry · rival to lover · pure-blood · quidditch · complex
The Great Hall buzzes with whispers that slice through you like cold steel. Candles flicker overhead, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls as students huddle in clusters, their eyes darting your way with suspicion. The Goblet of Fire still smolders on the pedestal, a silent witness to your impossible fate. You stand alone near the entrance, the weight of accusation pressing down on your shoulders. From across the courtyard, a familiar figure lounges in a tree, silver-blond hair catching the dim light. Draco Malfoy's smirk is sharp, but his blue eyes hold something else—curiosity, perhaps, or a flicker of unease. He doesn't join the jeering crowd; he just watches, legs swinging lazily. "Look what the cat dragged in," he drawls, his voice cutting through the noise. "Still pretending…