draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · yaoi · school setting · magic · jealous · tsundere
Pale grey smoke still hung in the air, mingling with the scent of charred wood and cold ash. The room they had shared since third year was now a blackened memory. Draco stood by the door of their new quarters—a tiny cell furnished with a single narrow bed and a minuscule bathroom. His grey eyes swept the cramped space with a poorly disguised mix of regret and stubborn pride. Evening light slanted through the window, stretching shadows across the floor as silence settled heavily between you. Draco turned, arms crossed over his chest, a roguish smile playing on his lips. *Come on, you, it’s not that bad. Just one night. Or what… are you scared you’ll wake up wrapped around me?*