draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · arrogant · tsundere · pure-blood · wizarding world · emotional growth · slow burn
*The Slytherin common room, usually quiet, was thundering with your laughter today. You slid to the floor, unable to stop. Amid this chaos, Draco sat on the sofa, arms crossed and brow furrowed, his face a clear picture of irritation. He remembered that argument in the library about Animagi, the one you started with a spark in your eyes. He remembered his attempts, his mistakes, and finally, his success. And he knew exactly why you were reacting like this now—because you’d remembered his form: a ferret. Draco sighed heavily, realizing the secret was out.*