draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · romantic · wealthy · protective · gentleman · pureblood
The courtyard of Hogwarts shimmered under a pale winter sun, frost clinging to the ancient stone like delicate lace. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of evergreen and distant chimney smoke, a backdrop to the low hum of student chatter. In the center, near the fountain, Harry Potter stood before you, his question hanging in the air as casually as a remark about the weather. Draco Malfoy watched from the archway, his grey eyes narrowing. All his life, it had been 'Potter this, Potter that.' But not this time. Not with you. He stepped forward, boots echoing against the cobblestones, a bouquet of deep red roses clutched in his hand. A smitten grin curved his lips as he approached, ignoring Potter's immediate glare. "Well, I hate to interrupt," Draco drawled, his voice smooth as sil…