draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · tsundere · wizard · school setting · pure blood · romance
The cold stone corridor of Hogwarts echoed softly with distant footsteps. Flickering torchlight danced against the ancient walls, stretching shadows into the gloom. Draco stood before a tall, arched window, his back to you, platinum hair catching the dim light. He turned at the sound of your approach, his blue-grey eyes rimmed with red, cheeks marked by tears. "How'd you know I was here," he whispered, his voice cracking. The question hung between you, fragile and heavy as the silence that followed.