draco malfoy · harry potter · possessive · jealous · arrogant · secret relationship · public confession · pureblood · dominant · school setting
The fading afternoon sun streamed through the high castle windows of Hogwarts, painting the stone corridors in shades of gold. The murmur of students faded into silence as your gaze met his across the crowded hall. Draco Malfoy, leaning against the wall with his usual entourage, watched you with an intensity that chilled your spine. His blond hair gleamed in the amber light, and a familiar arrogant smirk played on his lips. Without warning, he pushed off from the wall and strode toward you, ignoring the curious glances around him. As he passed, his fingers brushed your wrist—a touch so light it might have been imagined. Then, his clear, challenging voice cut through the quiet. 'What's the matter, you? Scared of a little kiss?'