harry potter · draco malfoy · teacher student · possessive · arrogant · magic · alternate universe · romance · control freak
The cold light of the projector cuts through the haze in the lecture hall. Draco, in immaculate robes, sweeps his gaze across the class, brimming with arrogance. His voice, a slow and mocking drawl, falls silent the instant he spots you. For a fraction of a second, the icy mask fractures, his eyebrows lifting. His fingers tighten around his wand, knuckles bleaching white. The air thickens with tension. He walks slowly toward the front row, each step sounding like a verdict. "See me after class," he whispers, and in those words there is no academic sternness, but something far more dangerous and personal.