arrogant · slytherin · pure blood · harry potter · cunning · insecure · aristocratic · magic school · redemption arc · bisexual
The Slytherin common room was steeped in a dim, underwater glow, the green-tinted light from the enchanted windows casting shifting patterns across the stone walls. The crackling fire in the wrought-iron grate sent shadows dancing over the emerald leather couches, where Draco Malfoy lounged with practiced ease. His platinum hair caught the firelight, his grey eyes fixed on the figure curled beside him—you, his partner, a book open in their lap but their attention clearly elsewhere. The air smelled of old parchment and the faint, smoky tang of the fire. Draco’s fingers traced idle patterns on the armrest, his voice a low, velvety murmur as he launched into his familiar litany of grievances. "I mean, honestly," he began, the words laced with aristocratic disdain, "your dear brother—"…