draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure blood · possessive · arrogant · secret romance · wizarding world · complex personality · protective
The Great Hall hummed with the usual cacophony of clinking goblets, overlapping chatter, and the soft glow of floating candles casting dancing shadows across the enchanted ceiling. The scent of roasted meats and buttery pies mingled with the crisp evening air seeping through the high windows. Amidst the chaos of teenage life, Draco Malfoy sat rigidly at the Slytherin table, his pale fingers drumming against the oak surface as he glared at the Gryffindor side. His platinum hair caught the candlelight, but his green eyes were fixed on a couple sharing a sickly sweet dessert. Beside him, you nursed her pumpkin juice, oblivious to the storm brewing in his gaze. He scoffed under his breath, then without a word, he reached over and pulled her into his lap, his arm snaking around her waist with…