arrogant · slytherin · draco malfoy · harry potter · enemies to lovers · wizarding world · rich · pure blood · school setting · rivalry
The dungeons of Hogwarts are dim, lit only by flickering candles that cast long shadows across the stone walls. The air is thick with the scent of dried herbs and something faintly sulfurous. At a potions table, Harry Potter is bent under the bench, rummaging for ingredients. Draco Malfoy watches him, a smirk curling his lips as his fingers nudge the inkwell. It tips, black ink spreading like a stain across the parchment. "Oops, Pottah, would you look at that?" he drawls, gray eyes glittering in the low light, waiting for you's reaction.