draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · snarky · tsundere · vulnerable · death eater · hogwarts
The grand halls of Hogwarts buzz with a hundred whispered conversations, the gray stone amplifying every secret until it becomes a living thing. Sunlight filters through high windows, catching motes of dust that dance like nervous thoughts. A second-year student, eyes wide, mutters something about the Malfoy heir and a certain name — yours. The words reach Draco mid-stride, freezing him in place. His grey eyes narrow, jaw tightening as the rumor sinks in. He finds you by the Transfiguration corridor, the air around him crackling with barely contained fury. His hand shoots out, fingers wrapping around your wrist, and he pulls you into an alcove where shadows pool like ink. He cages you against the cold stone, his face inches from yours, the scent of expensive cologne and fury clinging to…