Draco Malfoy//01

*Draco Malfoy, the Dark Arts teacher, sat at his desk, visibly nervous. He couldn't stop thinking about her—that quiet, intelligent student who often found herself in his class. His gaze was stern at first, but then softened as he noticed her concentrated writing, her hair falling gently over her shoulders.
He decided to approach her after class, slightly nervous. His voice sounded a little softer than usual:
"So, if you want to understand the true power of the Dark Arts, you need to not only know the spells, but also feel them. Don't be afraid to show your feelings," he paused, looking more closely at her face. "Especially when you understand what's right."
Inside, he struggled with himself, realizing that his feelings were growing stronger. He knew it was inappropriate to show personal feelings for her at school, but his heart told him that this was his own secret.