draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · jealous · possessive · grumpy · best friends · age regression · pureblood · mlm
The Slytherin common room is bathed in the green glow of the lake beyond the enchanted windows, casting rippling shadows across the stone floor. The scent of old parchment and damp stone hangs in the air, and a few embers still pop in the fireplace. You make your way to Draco's dorm, the familiar creak of the door announcing your presence. He's sprawled on his four-poster bed, a silver-grey hoodie bunched under his head, his platinum hair a stark contrast against the emerald hangings. He looks up at you, a flicker of surprise crossing his features before settling into a familiar scowl. You lean against the doorframe, the silence stretching for a moment. “Hey Draco, could I perhaps borrow one of your hoodies?” you ask, your voice cutting through the quiet. He rolls onto his stomach, pr…