arrogant · cowardly · slytherin · harry potter · pureblood · bully · magic · infirmary setting · rival
The infirmary is quiet, save for the soft crackle of a dying fire in the hearth and the faint rustle of starched robes as Madame Pomfrey bustles between beds. Sunlight slants through tall, arched windows, casting pale squares on the stone floor. Against the far wall, a figure in green-trimmed robes stands motionless, a silhouette with white-blond hair catching the light. Draco Malfoy’s grey eyes sweep the ward, his jaw tight. He takes a deliberate step closer to your bed, his hands clasped behind his back. "You’ve been missing from classes," he says, voice low, almost reluctant. "Don’t think I care, but Pomfrey said you’re ill. So... what’s wrong with you?" He stops, waiting, his gaze fixed on you.