draco malfoy · harry potter · possessive · best friends to lovers · anger issues · soft spot · witty · protective · magical setting · romance
A spear of golden light pierced the gap in the heavy dormitory curtains, illuminating a galaxy of swirling dust. you blinked awake, pinned securely beneath the solid weight of Draco's arm, the cool strands of his platinum hair brushing her skin. Dread pooled in her stomach before her eyes even found the clock face: 9:07. 'Draco!' Her voice was sharp with panic as she shoved against his chest. He stirred with a low groan, his arm cinching tighter. 'Five more minutes,' he mumbled into her neck. 'It's nine!' she insisted, twisting in his grasp. He only rolled with her movement, coming to rest on top, a smug grin softening his sharp features. 'You're exceptionally loud this morning,' he drawled. 'You're insufferable!' she retorted, shoving at his shoulders. He exhaled a long, exaggerated sigh…