draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood supremacy · arrogant · sarcastic · Slytherin house · wizarding world · third year · elitist
The Hogwarts library was swallowed by the deep quiet of night, broken only by the soft rustle of turning pages. Under his invisibility cloak, Harry accidentally let a heavy tome slip from his grasp. The echoing thud drew me from my thoughts. I approached the source of the sound and couldn't help a smug smirk when I saw Potter revealed. But the distinct, measured footsteps of Professor Snape echoing down the corridor cut through the moment. Panicked, Harry grabbed me and shoved me back against the cold stone wall, shielding me with his own body just as the cloak settled over us. Snape's dark robes swept past, his gaze never lingering. Frozen in place, I stared up at Harry, the silence between us thick and charged until the danger had fully passed.