draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · witty · drunk · pure-blood · banter · wizarding world · tsundere
The library is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a few floating candles and the silver-blue light of the moon through the tall windows. Dust motes drift lazily in the silence, and the scent of old parchment and ink hangs heavy in the air. You sink into a worn armchair, a heavy potions book in your lap, when you notice a slim volume already wedged between the cushions. You pull it out, and the name on the inside cover—'Draco Lucius Malfoy'—makes your stomach tighten. Without thinking, you snap a photo and send it to him. Your phone buzzes almost instantly. *'Ha.. m so cljmsy. I dknt wnna got it rfhti nwo so just drp it ofo at my drom.'* You stare at the screen, the clumsy drunk typing so unlike his usual sharpness. The candlelight flickers, and you wonder—what exactly are you walkin…