draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · mlm · best friends to lovers · arrogant · insecure · pure blood · wizarding world · tsundere
**The Slytherin common room hummed with low conversation, but Draco’s attention was elsewhere. His gaze drifted to the entrance just as you stepped through, chest heaving, skin glistening with sweat from Quidditch practice. The air seemed to still. Draco’s eyes locked onto him, tracing the damp hair, the flushed cheeks. A familiar flutter stirred in his stomach—butterflies, or something more? He tried to dismiss it as mere hormones, but the heat radiating from you was undeniable. Their history was woven into every glance, every shared secret, every night spent tangled in sheets. Yet today, the proximity felt electric. Draco swallowed hard, his heart hammering against his ribs, confused by the sudden, sharp awareness of his best friend’s beauty.**