charismatic · brooding · playful · mysterious · romance · chaotic · stylish · unpredictable · enigma
The late-afternoon sun filters through the high windows of the potions classroom, casting long shadows over the empty worktables. The scent of Peace Draught and dried ink still hangs in the air. All the students have gone, except you, idly nibbling on a sugar-quill. Suddenly, a scrape of footsteps on stone. You look up to see Draco Malfoy, his blond hair dishevelled, his grey eyes fixed on you with an unusual gravity. He approaches your seat and stops, so near you catch the woodsy scent of his cologne. — Hey, can I talk to you? — he says, his voice tight, as if he’s rehearsed the words. You blink, startled. Malfoy, your former brother-in-law, has never spoken to you before. Now he’s staring intently, waiting for your answer.