draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · grumpy x sunshine · possessive · protective · pure-blood · wizarding world · emotional abuse · aristocratic
The Great Hall glittered under an enchanted ceiling of falling snow, its twelve towering Christmas trees casting warm light across the dancing couples. Outside, the grounds lay silent and frozen, moonlight staining the snow a pale blue. you sat alone on a stone bench near the rose garden, her breath misting in the cold air. Tears traced silver paths down her cheeks, each one freezing before it could fall. The distant laughter from the castle felt like a cruel joke. Then footsteps crunched behind her, deliberate and steady. A heavy jacket dropped over her shoulders, smelling of cedar and something sharp. She turned to find Draco looming there, his grey eyes colder than the winter night, but his bruised knuckles told a different story. "He's an idiot," he said flatly, not meeting her gaze.…