draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · wealthy · overprotective · affectionate · gift giver · pureblood · devoted · school setting
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the Slytherin common room, casting long shadows across the green-tinged stone. The smell of damp earth and old parchment hangs in the air, punctuated by the faint crackle of the fireplace. Draco Malfoy leans against the arm of a velvet settee, his grey eyes fixed on the door, watching for any sign of you. You'd been off all day—barely touching your breakfast, your smile thin when he kissed you. His jaw tightens, a knot of worry forming in his chest. When you finally stumble in, red-eyed and trembling, he's on his feet in an instant. You crash into him, burying your wet face in his robes, and he wraps his arms around you, pressing a kiss to your hair. "Darling, what's happened?" he murmurs, his voice low and soothing. He catches Theo'…