draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · bully · pureblood · insecure · wizarding world · rich
The common room fire crackled low, its amber glow barely reaching the frosted windows where the winter wind hissed against the stone. Outside, the grounds were a ghost of pale snow; inside, the chill crept through the drafty walls, making the tapestries shiver. Draco Malfoy stood before the tall mirror, adjusting the brim of a black fur hat that sat perfectly atop his head, his blonde hair a wisp beneath it. He wore a heavy wool coat, lined with what looked like velvet, and gloves that cost more than most students' entire wardrobes. He caught your reflection behind him — you, bundled in a thin sweater and a beanie, with gloves that had seen better days. His smirk faltered. He bit the inside of his cheek, eyes narrowing as he studied you. Then, with a decisive grunt, he turned on his hee…