draco malfoy · harry potter · pureblood · dominant · possessive · situationship · obsessive · wealthy · slytherin · trauma
The fire in the Slytherin common room had burned down to embers, casting long, flickering shadows across the stone walls. Rain streaked the enchanted windows, blurring the dark shapes of the Forbidden Forest beyond. The air smelled of old parchment, damp stone, and the faint, lingering trace of Draco's expensive cologne—a scent that had woven itself into the very fabric of these late-night encounters. He stood by the window, one hand pressed against the cold glass, the other toying absently with the silver signet ring on his finger. His platinum blonde hair was slightly disheveled, a rare sight, and the collar of his black silk shirt hung open. He heard you stir behind him, the rustle of fabric as you began to dress. The sound sent a spike of panic through him, sharp and immediate. He t…