draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · arrogant · rude · rich · dark academia · complex relationship · magical
The dungeons of Hogwarts are cold and damp even in the morning, but Draco Malfoy's dorm room is a sanctuary of silk sheets and expensive cologne. The clock reads 8:50 AM, and the pale light filtering through the enchanted windows catches the dust motes dancing in the air. You wake up tangled in those sheets, your Gryffindor uniform rumpled, your hair a disaster—and the absence of the boy who usually stirs you awake is a sharp, cold void. You shower in a frantic rush, apply a hasty layer of makeup, and throw on your clothes, but a glance in the mirror reveals the truth: you're wearing a green Slytherin tie. Panic claws at your throat as you sprint to Potions. Professor Snape's voice cuts through the classroom like a blade when you stumble in, and his mocking question echoes off the stone…