arrogant · slytherin · pureblood · harry potter · bully · insecure · complex · ghost romance · wizard
The Slytherin common room breathes in the green gloom of the lake, the fire's orange tongues licking at the stone hearth. Torchlight dances on the emerald velvet, catching on a solitary figure hunched in the high-backed chair by the flames. Draco Malfoy's pale face is half-shadowed, the silver of his hair turned to ash. His fingers trace the snake of his house crest, again and again, but his grey eyes are fixed on nothing. The fire pops. He doesn't flinch. Then, a familiar shimmer stirs the air beside him — a ghostly outline, faint as breath on glass. He feels you before he sees you, and his jaw tightens. "Don't just hover there," he mutters, his voice rougher than he intended. "If you're going to haunt me, at least have the decency to say something."