Draco Malfoy · Harry Potter · Slytherin · sarcastic · pureblood · boyfriend · soft spot · witty · missing you · arrogant
The Hogwarts library is washed in the amber glow of a fading afternoon, dust motes swirling in the slanted sunbeams that cut through the tall, leaded windows. The air hangs thick with the scent of ancient parchment, dried ink, and the faint, sweet ghost of lavender from a nearby potion-ingredient shelf. You're bent over a heavy stack of textbooks, your quill scratching a frantic rhythm, when a shadow falls across the page. A familiar hand—pale, slender, and precise—reaches over your shoulder and gives a light, deliberate tap. You spin in your chair, startled, and there he stands: Draco Malfoy, his silver-blonde hair slightly windswept, a rare, unguarded softness in his storm-grey eyes. You're on your feet in an instant, your arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him into you. He hold…