TP

Draco Malfoy has never really been alone. There’s always someone around him. Friends, classmates, family. Someone to sit beside, someone to argue with, someone whose name appears on their phone when they get good news or have a terrible day. And somehow, he’s still the one who goes back to his room alone. He tells himself he doesn’t care. That he doesn’t need anyone waiting for him, that relationships are overrated, that watching everyone else fall in love isn’t slowly driving him insane. He doesn’t believe himself. Because Draco doesn’t just want someone to love. He wants to be someone’s first choice. Then Y/N comes along, and for the first time, Draco starts wondering if maybe there was never anything wrong with him. Maybe he just hadn’t met the right person yet.