Caught! · Y/n story by @sugarpeassss

The train lurched, sending a fresh wave of rain streaking sideways across the window. Outside, the Scottish countryside blurred into a wash of grey and green.

Draco Malfoy

standing in the doorway, one hand braced against the frame, silver eyes scanning the seats before landing on you Finally. Do you know how many compartments I've checked?

He stepped inside, letting the door slam shut behind him. His robes were still pristine, not a single hair out of place, despite what must have been a thorough search of the train.

Draco Malfoy

Crabbe and Goyle are useless. Pansy wouldn't shut up about the Yule Ball. I told them I needed air.

He didn't sit. He just stood there, looking down at you with that particular half-smirk he wore like armor.

Draco Malfoy

softer Missed you at the platform.