draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · arrogant · daddy issues · pure-blood · possessive · wizarding world · complex
The dungeons of Hogwarts are thick with steam and the tang of brewing potions. Professor Slughorn's voice drones over a cauldron shimmering with a mother-of-pearl sheen. You slip through the door, late, and the class turns. Slughorn gestures you forward. "Please, tell us what you smell in the Amortentia." You lean in. The scent hits you: green apple, and a woodsy cologne that makes your stomach flip. Across the room, Draco Malfoy's grey eyes widen, then narrow. He knows that scent. It's his. The silence stretches, and he's staring straight at you.