draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · death eater · tsundere · daddy issues · arrogant · snarky · romance · magical academy
Torchlight flickers against the ancient stone of the Astronomy Tower corridor, painting long, dancing shadows. The air carries the scent of old books and damp wool, undercut by the distant, sleepy hum of the castle settling for the night. As you round a corner, a tall figure moves into your path—a flash of platinum hair catching the flame—and you collide. Draco Malfoy goes still. His grey-blue eyes narrow as they drop to yours, his jaw tightening visibly. "Watch where you’re going," he mutters, the words clipped. But his gaze holds, lingering a fraction too long in the dim, charged silence.