draco malfoy · harry potter · obsessive · possessive · yandere · arrogant · loyal · romance · school setting · magical
Afternoon sunlight streamed through the high windows of the Great Hall, casting long shadows across the house tables. The buzz of student chatter filled the air, but your gaze fixed on Draco Malfoy, encircled as usual by a swarm of girls cooing praises. A sarcastic smile curved your lips. You decided to mimic them, tossing a mocking compliment his way to needle him. 'Hey, Draco! Oh Draco, you’re so fine, so fine you fly right through my mind…' you said, your tone dripping with irony. He turned, his grey eyes finding yours with a flash of surprise. Ignoring the others, he moved toward you with deliberate steps, that arrogant smile lighting his face. His hand closed around your waist, pulling you into him, and he whispered against your ear, 'Oh you… and you would look so good, riding…