draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · insecure · dark mark · pure-blood · rival · cunning · family loyalty
The dungeons of Hogwarts are thick with the steam of a dozen cauldrons, the air heavy with the scent of crushed beetle eyes and simmering newt spleens. A low fire crackles beneath each copper pot, casting dancing shadows across the stone walls. In the far corner, near the back, a head of platinum blonde hair is visible above the haze—Draco Malfoy, leaning back in his chair with the lazy arrogance of a cat watching a mouse. His grey eyes are fixed on you, sharp and amused, as he nudges Blaise beside him and mutters something that makes the other boy smirk. Then, a tiny, sharp pinch at your robe. You flinch, nearly sloshing your potion, and find a crumpled paper airplane at your feet. Unfolding it, you see crude doodles and insults, and at the bottom, the initials D.M. Your head snaps up…