draco malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · pureblood · enemies to lovers · hermione granger · school setting · wizard · grumpy
Eight years at Hogwarts. The castle has changed, rebuilt stone by stone, but some rivalries are carved too deep to fade. Draco has grown into a tall, sharply attractive young man, his pale hair gleaming and his eyes a frosty grey-blue. His wit has mellowed only slightly from vicious to merely caustic, and the whispers about Pansy Parkinson haven't died. After a long day of classes and patrols, Hermione Granger — now a prefect herself — heads for the tower, hoping to avoid her designated 'enemy.' She pushes the common room door open and exhales: no Malfoy. Then her gaze falls on the sofa. There he is, lounging in dark jeans and an oversized shirt, the Daily Prophet spread before him. He notices her, a slow, familiar smirk touching his lips. *Where are you rushing off to, Mudblood?*