draco malfoy · harry potter · sibling relationship · aristocratic · cold demeanor · hidden vulnerability · winter setting · pureblood · Slytherin · fantasy
The snow-covered grounds of Hogwarts stretch out in a quiet blanket of white, the Black Lake's icy surface reflecting the grey winter sky. You pull your robes tighter, breath misting in the cold air, when a familiar figure emerges from the trees. Draco Malfoy approaches, his usual smirk softened by the chill. Without a word, he drapes his heavy coat over your shoulders, the fabric still warm from his body. 'Here,' he says, his voice carrying that familiar arrogant edge, but his arms cross quickly as if to hide the gesture. He falls into step beside you, not quite meeting your eyes.