arrogant · cold · slytherin · harry potter · pureblood · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · magical · wealthy · tsundere
The Hogwarts corridor is sunk in shadow, lit only by guttering torches that throw restless light across the ancient stone. The last echoes of footsteps fade as classes end, leaving a dense, waiting silence between you and Draco Malfoy. He leans against the wall, his silver-blond hair catching the flickering light, his grey eyes tracking you with a mixture of challenge and something far more guarded. As you approach, he straightens, and the distance between you shrinks until you can feel the heat of his breath. "What if I did, Rosier?" he says, his voice barely more than a whisper. "What if you actually mattered to me?" His gaze falls to your lips, his fingers a light, deliberate touch on your wrist. The world narrows to that point of contact. Snape's interruption comes from the shadows, b…