draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · muscular · party boy · wealthy · dominant · magic school · romance
The late afternoon sun bathes the Quidditch pitch, illuminating the deep green of the grass and the gold of the goalposts. The murmur of the crowd mixes with the wind, and from your position in the commentator's booth, you watch Draco Malfoy fly in circles, his blonde hair tousled by the effort. His movements are precise, his gaze fixed on the snitch. When your eyes meet, the noise fades. And without thinking, you whisper into the microphone: "And if you want to use me I can be your puppet..." The silence hits you like a punch. Professor Snape shouts your name. You freeze, the microphone still live. What are you going to do now?