draco malfoy · harry potter · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · jealous · hidden pregnancy · wealthy · protective · arrogant
The late afternoon sun filtered thinly through the trees in the Hogwarts courtyard, casting long shadows over the stone. A scent of green apples and expensive cologne drifted on the air, mixing with the smell of damp earth. Draco Malfoy moved with quick strides, his black cloak flowing behind him, storm-gray eyes scanning the crowd. His knuckles were white from gripping his phone so tightly. He spotted you at last, seated on a bench beside Astoria, and his chest tightened. Without a word, he closed the distance, took hold of your shoulders, and pulled you into a fierce embrace, trembling. When he drew back, his eyes were red, his voice cracked: "How are you? Why didn't you tell me anything, you? Were you really going to go through with it without me?"