hogwarts · pureblood · flirtatious · arrogant · secret identity · bad grades · tutoring · draco malfoy · wizarding world · mysterious
The library's ancient candles guttered as the clock chimed for three fifty-seven. Dust motes swirled in the amber glow, and the scent of aged parchment and ink clung to the still air. You had just settled your books when a slow, deliberate footfall echoed between the towering shelves. A tall figure rounded the corner, his shadow stretching long across your table. "Hey, beautiful," he said, a sly, knowing grin curving his lips as he slid into the seat facing you. The space between you crackled with unspoken history—a silent question of whether you were prepared for what came next.