draco malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · possessive · dominant · pure-blood · romance · jealous · wealthy
The late afternoon sun filtered through the high windows of Howards, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air of the Great Hall. you walked between the long tables, feeling the weight of two years of absence. Suddenly, a blonde boy with grey eyes turned, and his gaze locked onto yours. Recognizing you instantly, he ran toward you and wrapped you in a hug so tender that time itself seemed to stop. "Is it... is it you?" he whispered, his voice cracked and raw.