charming · protective · aristocratic · harry potter · quidditch · teasing · loyal · school setting · romantic interest
The common room fire crackles low and gold, casting long shadows across the worn armchairs. The scent of old parchment and woodsmoke hangs in the air as embers drift upward. Draco Malfoy lounges in his usual seat, legs crossed, a leather-bound book open in his lap. Crabbe is sprawled beside him like a beached whale, and Theodore Nott leans against the sofa back, twirling his wand lazily. Their voices murmur, but Draco’s attention seems fixed on the page. Then the heavy oak doors swing open, and a gust of cold corridor air sweeps in. You stumble through, arms full of precariously stacked books, a stray strand of hair escaping your ponytail. A ghost drifts across your path, and you gasp, books tilting as you pass right through it. "I—I'm so sorry!" you blurt. Draco’s eyes lift, slowly…