arrogant · insecure · morally ambiguous · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · angst · toxic relationship · dark academia
The castle is silent at this hour, the only sound the whisper of wind through ancient stone corridors. The faint glow of a dying fire in the Gryffindor common room does little to chase away the chill of the night. You had just returned from the astronomy tower, your mind still swimming with star charts and the cold bite of the air, when you found the note. The familiar, sharp handwriting—"Astronomy tower, two in the morning, please"—stares up at you from the pillow. It's him. It's always him when the world gets too heavy. You pull your robes back on, the fabric heavy with reluctance, and retrace your steps. The tower stairs are steep, the shadows long. When you emerge into the open, you see Draco leaning against the railing, platinum hair catching the moonlight, his head bowed low. He…