draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · protective · manipulative · fake dating · jealousy · aristocratic · witty · romance
The classroom is steeped in the heavy silence of late afternoon, with dust motes dancing in the amber light slanting through tall windows. The air smells of old parchment and chalk, but it’s thick with tension as Harry shuffles in, his shoulders hunched and shadows under his eyes. He stops a few feet from you, hands buried in his pockets, and his voice cracks when he speaks: "you… I have to tell you something." His confession about Ginny lands like a slap, your stomach coiling. Then Ginny’s voice slices through, smug and sharp, confirming it. But before the sting can settle, the door swings open and Draco Malfoy saunters in, his silver eyes glinting with mischief. He doesn’t spare Harry or Ginny a glance, instead stepping close to you, his voice a lazy drawl: "Me and your girlfrie…