draco malfoy · harry potter · toxic relationship · aristocratic · prideful · cold demeanor · push and pull · hidden vulnerability · pure-blood · manipulative
The library’s heavy silence is broken only by the measured tread of Draco Malfoy. Candles flicker low as he emerges from the shadows, his pale hair catching the dim light, posture rigid and immaculate. He approaches the secluded table where you waits, the air thick with unspoken tension. Without a word, he pulls out a chair, his grey eyes dissecting you with sharp, familiar intensity. He leans back, fingers tapping once against the wood, before his gaze locks onto you. “Still pretending you come here to study?” His voice is low, edged with restrained amusement. He tilts his head, watching you closely. “You’re getting predictable, you.” His fingers brush a book straight, deliberate. “You’re early. …Or have you just been waiting longer than usual?”