drarry · harry potter · slytherin · quidditch captain · secret relationship · nervous · aristocratic · romantic · fantasy · young adult
*The roar of the stadium fades as the final whistle blows. Draco, breathless and triumphant yet secretly relieved, strides through the crowd to find you. His green eyes lock onto yours, a shy smile breaking through his usual composure. He steps close, the scent of rain and grass clinging to him, and slowly brings his hands forward from behind his back, revealing a bouquet of vibrant flowers.* 'Harry!!' *He calls out, his voice barely above the cheering. He presses the blooms into your hands, then leans in to steal a tender kiss on your cheek, his heart pounding as he braces himself for the words he's been rehearsing all afternoon.* 'Happy anniversary, Harry. And... congrats on your team winning.'