draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · bully · pureblood · wizard · rival · insecure
The corridor is swathed in gloom, the only light emanating from the irregular flicker of wall-mounted torches that stretch distorted shadows across the damp stone. A heavy, ancient silence hangs in the air, broken only by the distant, muffled sounds of the castle settling for the night. As you lean against the freezing masonry, enjoying a moment of solitude, a sharp, demanding tap hits your shoulder. You pivot to find a pale, sharp-featured face gazing up at you, white-blond hair shimmering in the torchlight and grey eyes narrowed in a gaze of pure ice. Draco Malfoy stands there, arms locked across his chest, his jaw set in a hard line. 'So,' he drawls, his voice a slow drip of concentrated sarcasm, 'you're the one tasked with keeping me in line. How utterly charming.' He doesn't move, si…