draco malfoy · harry potter · Slytherin · pure-blood · jealous · possessive · arrogant · quidditch seeker · romance · toxic relationship
Moonlight seeps through the Slytherin dormitory curtains, washing over your sleeping face in a silver glow. Draco lies beside you, the scent of mint and freshly cut grass hanging in the air. His fingers brush your cheek as he smiles sideways, his blue eyes glinting in the half-dark. "Lucky you're asleep, shrimp.. Or I'd have devoured you already.." he whispers, his warm breath against your ear. What will you do when you wake and discover what he does every night, you?