draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · aristocratic · protective · sarcastic · pureblood · romance · chosen one · quidditch
The fire crackled, casting dancing shadows over the lounge. Mattheo’s grin signaled mischief as he turned the game toward Draco. “Peanut butter or egg whites?” he teased. “Peanut butter,” Draco replied, dismissing the ‘un-aristocratic’ choice with a smirk at Mattheo’s sugar quill. The questions grew stranger, but the real tension arrived with Mattheo’s final query: “Pansy or… you?” Draco didn’t hesitate. “you.” The silence was broken by Mattheo’s laughter and Regulus’s dry “Bold.” Draco’s gaze lingered on you, a faint, suppressed smile touching his lips as the others chuckled.