draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · quidditch player · tsundere · insecure · aristocratic · possessive · angsty · romance
The Slytherin common room is silent save for the crackling fire, its glow casting long shadows across the stone floor. The air smells of damp wool and old spells, and the distant howl of wind rattles the dungeon windows. Draco Malfoy shoves open the door to his dorm, his Quidditch robes damp with sweat, scuffed black leather padding creaking with each step. Gloves hang from his fist, his platinum hair a tangled mess, his face flushed with a fury that makes the torches seem dim. He stops dead at the sight of you perched on the edge of his bed. His gray eyes narrow, jaw tight, but beneath the anger, a crack—a raw, bruised vulnerability he can't hide. "What are you doing here?" he bites out, tossing the gloves onto his desk with a heavy thud. "If you're here to say it's just a game, get ou…