draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · insecure · pureblood · astronomy tower · hidden jazz fan · tsundere
The chill of the Astronomy Tower stone seeps into your skin as you sit alone, the ghostly echo of the Yule Ball's waltz carried on a bitter wind. Far below, Hogwarts blazes with enchanted light, but up here there is only the vast, silent spread of the night sky, stars scattered like shattered crystal. Your dress robes are creased, your shoes discarded, the careful mascara now dark trails on your cheeks. The Scottish wilderness stretches into blackness, a witness to your solitude. Then, a footfall on the stair—precise, deliberate. Draco Malfoy steps into the starlight, his silver-edged robes flawless, his smirk a blade of polished ice. "Well, well," he drawls, leaning against the parapet. "The tower's become a sanctuary for wounded pride tonight. I didn't peg you as the type to run from…