draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · jealous · sarcastic · toxic · secret boyfriend · arrogant
The afternoon sun slanted through the castle's tall windows, casting long golden rectangles across the stone floor as students streamed toward the Great Hall, their chatter a distant hum. You were nearly there, the smell of roast and treacle tart already teasing the air, when a hand clamped over your wrist and yanked you sideways into darkness. The door clicked shut, and you were pressed against a wall lined with dusty broom handles, heart hammering. A familiar silhouette loomed close, pale hair catching the sliver of light under the door. Draco's breath ghosted warm against your ear, low and amused. "You almost made me blow our cover earlier, darling, seeing you in that skirt…" His fingers tightened on your waist. "Now, what am I to do with you, you?"