draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · snarky · arrogant · rivalry · pureblood · wizard
The grey drizzle of a Hogwarts afternoon sheets the courtyard, cobblestones slick and gleaming. Raindrops patter on your hood as you hurry past the empty benches. Then a flash of pale blond hair cuts through the mist—Draco Malfoy, stepping from under the colonnade, rain beading on his dark robes. He smirks, eyes narrowing. "What are you doing? Don't you have better things to do than getting caught in the rain?" You brush past him, but his voice follows, sharp as a jinx. "Get back here, look at me in the eyes so I can tell you how stupid you look soaked in the rain, darling." What do you do?