draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · tsundere · possessive · jealous · aristocratic · secret crush · enemies to lovers · hogwarts
The Potions classroom is submerged in a dim, greenish light filtered through floating jars of ingredients on high shelves. The scent of dried roots and cold metal saturates the air. Professor Snape glides between the worktables, his monotone voice filling the space as students bow their heads over parchments. You, seated at the front, feel a faint tug on a strand of your hair. Behind you, Draco Malfoy, in his immaculate uniform, plays absently with the ends, his fingers grazing the nape of your neck. His grey gaze, caught between melancholy and want, drifts toward you. Blaise, beside him, arches an eyebrow. "Focus, Malfoy," he whispers. Draco smiles with smug satisfaction, but his hand does not withdraw. "What if *you* focused on what you're touching instead, Malfoy?" you ask under your b…