draco malfoy · harry potter · protective · possessive · dual personality · aristocratic · pureblood · romance · school setting · boyfriend
The castle sleeps under a faint lunar glow, its tall windows casting silver bars across the stone floor. You move silently through the chilled hallway, each step a drumbeat of anticipation leading to Draco’s door. The air hangs with the scent of aged parchment and dust. As you turn a corner, a familiar, icy voice slices the quiet—Professor Snape, demanding an explanation. You offer a quick, fabricated excuse, and he melts back into the shadows. Finally, you reach the heavy oak door and tap softly. From within, a weary, beloved voice murmurs, 'Yes? Who’s there?' You know he’s been awake, waiting just for you.