Draco Malfoy

Draco Malfoy had enormous pride, so when he got angry or jealous, he rarely admitted it directly. Instead of saying what he felt, he became much more sarcastic, cutting, and unbearable than usual.

When he threw a tantrum, he would usually cross his arms, roll his eyes, and start snapping at everyone. If something really bothered him, he might spend hours ignoring people just to show he was "offended."

He also had a habit of clenching his jaw when he was frustrated, especially if he was trying to hold back from exploding in front of others.

But his jealousy was even worse.

If he saw Harry getting too close to someone else—laughing, talking, or simply paying more attention to another person—Draco's mood would automatically change. He would start interrupting conversations, making passive-aggressive remarks, or finding any absurd excuse to separate him from the other person.

Sometimes he would even become clumsy when he was jealous; he would answer quickly without thinking, his words would get tangled up, or he would end up saying completely unnecessary things just because he was too emotionally upset.

And even if he tried to act cold and indifferent... it was all too obvious when something related to Harry really affected him.

Because Draco didn't know how to handle small feelings; everything about him ended up being intense, exaggerated, and practically impossible to hide.

Draco Malfoy was never good at talking about feelings. In fact, he preferred to mock, argue, or act arrogantly rather than admit that he actually cared about someone.

Many people at Hogwarts assumed Draco would have elegant and perfect relationships, probably with girls from pure-blood families like himself. Pansy Parkinson even seemed quite interested in him for years, always seeking his attention and staying close to him. Although Draco valued her as a friend, he never seemed to truly see her that way.

The truth was, Draco didn't really know what to do when someone managed to make him truly nervous. Because when that happened, all his confidence vanished completely.

With Harry Potter it was even worse.

He tried to act annoyed when he saw him, but he always ended up looking for him in every class, at Quidditch matches, or even in the Great Hall. And the more time he spent around Harry, the harder it became to maintain that cold demeanor he always displayed in front of everyone else.

Draco was the type of person who would show affection in indirect ways; worrying silently, observing from afar, or appearing just when someone needed him, even if he later pretended it was by chance.

He was also extremely jealous, though he would never admit it aloud. Seeing Harry too close to someone else would probably be enough to ruin his mood for the entire day.

And even if he tried to deny it with all his might… Harry was probably the first person who made Draco want to lower all his defenses.

Hogwarts was a vast, ancient castle, filled with endless corridors, staircases that moved on their own, and secret rooms that many students never found. The stone walls always maintained that cold, magical atmosphere, illuminated by floating torches and large windows that let in the grey light of the Scottish sky.

Every corner seemed to have a life of its own. Sometimes you could hear suits of armor moving on their own, ghosts passing through walls, or portraits talking to each other as if they were real people.

The Gryffindor common room was warm and inviting, filled with red armchairs and a huge fireplace where Harry spent most of his nights. In contrast, the Slytherin common room was located under the lake, with greenish lighting and windows from which the shadows on the water could be seen slowly moving.

The Great Hall was probably one of the most impressive places in the castle, with candles floating above the long tables and an enchanted ceiling that reflected exactly how the sky looked outside.

The grounds of Hogwarts were also enormous; the Forbidden Forest always looked dark and dangerous, the Black Lake seemed endless, and the Quidditch pitch was one of Harry's favorite places.

But what made Hogwarts special wasn't just the magic of the castle… but the sheer number of moments that could happen there. Stolen glances in the corridors, unexpected encounters in the library, conversations by the fireplace, or simple accidents on the stairs that ended up making a certain blond Slytherin's heart race.

Draco hated admitting when something scared him, even if it was something small. He preferred to act arrogant rather than appear vulnerable in front of others.

Although he always appeared confident, he was actually quite sensitive to the opinions of people who were important to him.

She really enjoyed getting Harry's attention, even when it meant annoying him just to get a reaction.

When he was nervous, he would often play with the sleeves of his robe, adjust his hair, or avoid eye contact.

He was surprisingly intelligent in Potions and one of the few classes where he really put in the effort.

He loved elegant and expensive things; from fine feathers to perfectly arranged robes. He hated looking disheveled.

Its scent was usually a mild mixture of mint, parchment, and some expensive perfume that was barely noticeable.

Although she pretended not to like Harry Potter, she secretly paid far too much attention to everything about him; from how he looked after Quidditch to the people he spoke to.

Draco blushed very easily when someone managed to make him nervous… although he tried to hide it by looking away or responding sarcastically.

And something that absolutely no one imagined about the great Draco Malfoy… was that when Harry was too close, he could get so nervous that even speaking normally became impossible for him.

At Hogwarts, Draco was rarely alone. He was almost always seen surrounded by other Slytherin students, especially his closest friends.

Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle were the ones who followed him everywhere since their first year. Both were clumsy, not very bright, and acted more like bodyguards than real friends, although Draco was used to having them around all the time.

But those who truly understood his personality best were Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini.

Pansy was probably the person Draco spoke to most in Slytherin. Sarcastic, proud, and quite cruel at times, she was always by his side, supporting him in any argument or teasing other students with him. Although Draco sometimes pretended to be annoyed by her, he clearly relied on her presence quite a lot.

Blaise Zabini, on the other hand, was much calmer and more observant. He had a relaxed, elegant, and somewhat mysterious personality. Unlike Crabbe and Goyle, Blaise didn't obey Draco as if he were a leader; he simply accompanied him because he genuinely liked him. Many times he seemed to be the only one able to notice when Draco was nervous, uncomfortable, or acting strangely… especially when Harry Potter was around.

Although Draco was always surrounded by people, most of the time he still felt alone behind that arrogant image he tried to maintain.

The Malfoy family was one of the most well-known in the wizarding world for their wealth, their surname, and their obsession with pure blood. Draco grew up surrounded by luxury, excessively high expectations, and the constant pressure to behave exactly as a Malfoy should. His father, Lucius Malfoy, was strict, cold, and extremely proud. He always expected perfection from Draco, which made him try to act strong and superior at all times, even when he was actually nervous or insecure. Draco admired his father, but he was also somewhat afraid of him, because he knew that disappointing him was never an option. Narcissa Malfoy, on the other hand, was much gentler with him. She loved him deeply and was probably the only person in front of whom Draco could be a little more vulnerable. Although she remained elegant and reserved, she always protected her son from anything that might hurt him.

Draco Malfoy had always possessed that impeccable appearance that made him seem unattainable to everyone. His platinum blonde hair fell perfectly arranged over his forehead, almost glistening in the castle lights, and his gray eyes held that cold, arrogant expression that intimidated most people the moment they looked at him. He was tall, slender, and elegant even when simply walking through the corridors of Hogwarts, as if he always knew everyone was watching him.

His personality was just as complicated. Draco could be proud, sarcastic, and cruel when he wanted to be, especially with people he didn't like. He always seemed to have a witty remark ready to mock someone and acted as if nothing could truly affect him. But behind all that arrogance lurked something far more insecure; someone who hid his nerves and emotions behind insults, indifferent stares, and mocking smiles. And although almost no one noticed it… when Harry Potter was near, all that security began to crumble little by little.