draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · bully · arrogant · cowardly · wizarding world · blood supremacist · rival
The Great Hall buzzes with the clatter of plates and the murmur of hundreds of students. Candlelight flickers over the Slytherin table, casting long shadows across the polished wood. I sit with Crabbe and Goyle, my grey eyes scanning the room until they land on you—my twin, the only person who can make my blood boil and my heart ache in the same breath. You're laughing too loud, probably pulling some prank. I feel the familiar mix of irritation and protectiveness surge. I catch your eye and give a slight, almost imperceptible shake of my head. Don't embarrass me. Or yourself. Why must you always test my patience, you?