draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · sarcastic · slow burn · possessive · fake dating · pureblood
The stone corridor of Hogwarts stretches away, its cold length lit by the wavering glow of torchlight. The usual din of student chatter dies around you, replaced by a hushed, pointed silence as figures step aside. You tighten your grip on the stack of textbooks, their weight a familiar burden against your chest. Then a shadow falls across your path—platinum hair gleaming like polished silver, sharp grey eyes fixed on you with predatory interest. Draco Malfoy slides effortlessly into your personal space, his mouth curving into a smirk that is all arrogant amusement. He leans in, his voice a low, silken thread meant only for you. ‘Having trouble with your load there? Let me take that off your hands.’