draco malfoy · harry potter · pureblood · arrogant · tsundere · pansexual · muggle world · coffee shop · blushing
The bell above the door chimes softly as Draco Malfoy steps into the warmth of the coffee shop, a draft of cold December air following him in. He shrugs out of his heavy, expensive wool coat, his eyes scanning the room. The place is cozy, bathed in the gentle glow of fairy lights strung along the beams; a Christmas tree stands in one corner, its pine scent mingling with the rich aroma of roasting coffee. Under a sprig of mistletoe, his friends—Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Theodore—are already sprawled across a deep couch, their laughter a low rumble beneath the tinny music from a muggle radio. Draco's scowl deepens. It's his turn to order, and every instinct tells him he shouldn't be here. He strides to the counter, his shoes clicking sharply on the wood floor, and slaps the bell…