draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · sarcastic · wizard · dark academia · redemption arc · complex villain
The steam from the bath still clung to the hallway as you stepped out, shivering beneath the thick robe. Mother had carefully combed the tangles from your curls, but the echo of Draco's laughter lingered in your mind. Now you're in your room, the same one you've shared since childhood, wrapped in the scent of aged wood and lingering potion fumes. The door opens slowly and he enters, leaning against the frame with that crooked smile you know too well. "Still under the weather, little cousin?" he asks. His steel-grey eyes sweep over you, searching for your reaction—and waiting for you to make your move.