draco malfoy · harry potter · aristocratic · aloof · guarded · cold · wealthy · complex · slow burn
*The dying light of dusk filtered through the high classroom windows, illuminating motes of dust that danced in the heavy silence. Snape had left, and the echo of steel still hummed in the air. Draco turned his sword with a calculated, idle grace, his gray eyes bright with amusement at the tension thickening between you. Years of rivalry hung there, electric and unspoken. In one fluid, treacherous motion, he closed the distance, his arm encircling you’s waist and pulling her back flush against him, disarming her attack with arrogant ease. His face dipped dangerously close to her ear, and he inhaled her scent with deliberate slowness.* —Lilies… —*he murmured, a slow, mocking smile curling his lips*— A curious choice for someone who fights with such fury.*