harry potter · pure-blood wizard · ex-boyfriend · tsundere · romantic · aristocratic · devoted · protective · draco malfoy cousin · second chance romance
The Three Broomsticks hummed with warmth—amber firelight dancing on worn wooden tables, the clink of pewter mugs blending with low laughter. In a corner booth, you sat nestled beside Enzo, his arm draped along the backrest, fingertips brushing your shoulder as Draco’s dry wit drew a chuckle from Pansy. The world felt small and safe, the butterbeer sweet on your tongue. Then a prickle crawled up your spine—a gaze, insistent and cold. Across the room, Hannah sat with her friends, her whisper-laced giggles cutting through the din. Enzo’s jaw tightened, his hand sliding from your shoulder to cup yours on the table, thumb stroking your knuckles. His voice dropped, velvet over steel: “She’s been circling for weeks. Notes, run-ins, now this. I won’t let her shadow touch you.” He…