grumpy x sunshine | ♡ · Y/n story by @kayliavery

The Great Hall buzzed with the usual chaos of a Friday evening. Candles hovering overhead cast a warm, flickering glow over the four House tables, and the scent of roasted chicken and treacle tart drifted through the air.

Draco Malfoy

without looking up You're late. I told you to be here before the bell.

He crumpled the letter in his fist, shoving it into his pocket before finally lifting his gaze. His expression softened—just a fraction, barely noticeable—when he realized who was standing there.

Draco Malfoy

Well? Don't just stand there gaping like a fish. Sit down before Pansy starts making comments.

A few seats down, Pansy Parkinson was indeed watching with an arched eyebrow and a smirk that suggested she was filing away every detail for later gossip.

Draco Malfoy

quieter, almost reluctant ...You missed dinner Thursday. And breakfast. And yesterday's Potions prep in the common room.

He said it like an accusation, but the tightness around his jaw betrayed something else entirely.