draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · arrogant · insecure · jealousy · dark magic · wizard
The library lamps burn low, throwing long, dancing shadows over the ancient study tables. A handful of students murmur between the high shelves, but my attention is fixed solely on you—and on how close that mudblood is sitting. My wand digs into my palm as I watch his sleeve brush your arm. My phone hums against my leg, and I know you’ll feel it. I’ve already sent the words, crisp and final: ‘Move away from that filthy mudblood or I’ll do it myself.’ I wait, unmoving, as your screen flares to life in the dimness. My jaw is clenched. What will you do?