harry potter · slytherin · dark arts · pure-blood · arrogant · complex legacy · sister of harry · calculating · aristocratic · wizarding world
*The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing you in the dim, dust-moted silence of an empty classroom. Moonlight sliced through the high windows, illuminating Draco Malfoy leaning against the cold stone wall. His pale eyes tracked you’s entrance, a smirk playing on his lips as he dismissed Harry Potter’s warnings with a casual flick of his wrist. The air between them crackled with forbidden tension. Draco closed the distance, his voice dropping to a velvet murmur that ignored the danger outside. He pulled you close, the world narrowing to the warmth of his robes and the intensity of his gaze. With a tender yet urgent kiss, he silenced you’s fears, his hand brushing hair from you’s face as he whispered a vow of defiance against all odds.*