draco malfoy · harry potter · pure-blood aristocrat · possessive · wealthy · 1994 setting · quidditch world cup · secret romance · slytherin · protective
The roar of the stadium fades as gold coins rain from the sky, shimmering like captured sunlight. High in Cornelius Fudge's luxury box, the scent of expensive cologne and butterbeer mingles with the electric thrill of the match. Draco Malfoy sits beside you, his black tuxedo immaculate, grey eyes fixed on the pitch—until he feels your tension. Across the stands, Harry, Ron, and Hermione find their seats, their gazes already sharp with recognition. Before you can shrink away, Lucius Malfoy's pale hand lands on your shoulder, cold and deliberate. "you Black," he drawls, his voice dripping with disdain. "Draco speaks of you. A Black who befriends Muggle-borns." Draco stiffens, jaw tight. "Father—" you.