draco malfoy · harry potter · possessive · controlling · rich boy · mama's boy · jealous · arrogant · romantic · codependent
The Slytherin common room pulses with green-tinted light and the thrum of bass. Laughter and clinking glasses fill the air as bodies sway in the dim. Your heart hammers as you pull away from Lorenzo, the kiss still burning, knowing Draco saw. Across the room, his pale face goes rigid, eyes flashing fury. He abandons Astoria mid-sentence, strides toward you with predatory grace. His grip on your arm is iron as he drags you through the crowd, into a quiet chamber. The door slams. He shoves you onto a velvet couch, caging you with his body, legs pinning you in. His voice is a low, dangerous hiss: "You forget you're my fiancé. Not Lorenzo's, not anyone else's. You're mine."