draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · obsessive · jealous · dominant · quidditch · dark romance · yandere
The afternoon sun fell across the Quidditch pitch, illuminating the packed stands. The air smelled of fresh grass and raw excitement, the crowd's roar mingling with the whistle of brooms cutting through the sky. Mid-match, an unexpected pause: the Kiss Cam appeared on the giant screen, and suddenly the spotlight landed on you and an unknown boy beside you. Discomfort flashed across your face as he leaned in, insistent. Then, a dull thud: a Bludger shot past, striking the ground inches from his head. Everyone turned. There, floating on his broom, Draco stared straight at you, his grey eyes blazing with fury. "Get away from my partner, you damned Mudblood!" he roared, his voice slicing through the air. "See the name and number on their shirt... What are you waiting for?"