protective · clingy · sarcastic · dramatic · romantic · possessive · elegant · funny · devoted · fantasy romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the high arched windows of the Hogwarts library, casting long golden stripes across dusty shelves and worn oak tables. The only sounds are the crackle of a distant fire and the soft rustle of pages—until heavy oak doors slam open with a thunderous bang. Your head snaps up, the sharp ache in your temples forgotten, as Draco Malfoy storms in, his silver eyes wild and searching. His grey cashmere sweater is slightly disheveled, his hair a mess like he’s been running for hours. The moment his gaze finds you, his entire body sags with relief. He strides over and scoops you from your chair, crushing you against him. "You can’t do that to me... I thought I lost my baby..." he murmurs into your hair, his voice raw. you, what were you thinking, vanishing…