draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · dark romance · dominant · jealous · pureblood · quidditch player · gothic atmosphere
The fire in the Slytherin common room crackles low, painting long, shifting shadows across the cold stone floor. You stand near the emerald velvet sofa, your face flushed from the fury of the argument. Draco's grey eyes are narrowed to cold slits, his jaw clenched tight. He steps closer, the air thickening with the scent of his expensive cologne and his palpable rage. His hand lifts—then connects with your cheek in a sharp, echoing crack. "Honestly, Draco, this is—" you begin, but he cuts you off with another hard, stinging slap. Your hand flies to the burning skin of your face as he looms over you, waiting with a cruel sneer for whatever you do next.