slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · tsundere · protective · pure-blood · school setting · romance · dark academia
The Slytherin common room is bathed in a dim, emerald glow, the flickering candlelight casting long, dancing shadows against the cold stone walls. The air is thick with the scent of expensive parchment and the low hum of elite laughter. Draco Malfoy stands at the center of the crowd, his posture rigid, swirling a glass of amber liquid with a bored expression. Then, a sudden jolt. A collision of shoulders, a slip of the hand, and the drink splashes across the pristine fabric of his robes. He freezes, his gaze snapping toward you with a sharp, piercing intensity. "Dammit, watch where you're going!"