draco malfoy · harry potter · tsundere · possessive · wealthy · slytherin · secret crush · arrogant · protective · romance
The dungeons were dim and damp, the air thick with the tang of simmering potions. Flecks of light from cauldrons danced on the stone walls, shadows stretching as students hunched over their work. In the midst of the quiet chaos, Draco Malfoy moved like a predator, his grey eyes locked on you from across the room. When her potion burst into a hissing plume, he was already behind her, a soft laugh escaping his lips. He tugged a strand of her hair, almost gentle. "What's the matter, love? Can't focus because you're dreaming about me?" His arms caged her in, fixing the mess.