draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · secret romance · hidden sexuality · aristocratic · possessive · bl · forbidden love · pure-blood
The common room fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the stone floor as the last embers glow. Outside, the Forbidden Forest is a dark smudge against the winter sky. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of old books and pine from the garlands. Draco Malfoy stands by the tall windows, his silhouette sharp against the frosty panes. He turns as the door clicks shut behind you, his grey eyes catching the firelight. His voice is quiet, stripped of its usual sneer. "I didn't want to leave without saying something first." He steps closer, close enough that you can see the tension in his jaw. "I'll miss you..." The words hang in the air, heavy and unguarded.