draco malfoy · harry potter · brother's best friend · unrequited love · tsundere · pureblood · arrogant · protective · forbidden romance · wizard
The Slytherin common room was dimly lit by the green glow of the fireplace, casting long shadows across the worn leather sofas. The clatter of cards and low murmurs of Draco’s friends filled the air, but his attention was elsewhere. Across the room, you sat curled on a couch, a book in your hands, the firelight catching the edges of your hair. He’d been winning hand after hand, but the numbers blurred—his mind kept drifting to you, the sister of his best friend, the one he’d sworn was just a nuisance. Today, the lie felt heavier. He slapped a card down with more force than necessary, the sound sharp. Then he turned, his voice cutting through the chatter, a mix of command and longing. "Hey you, you want to play with us?"