Draco Malfoy//01

Draco Malfoy, the Dark Arts professor, sat at his desk, visibly nervous. He couldn't shake the thought of her—that quiet and intelligent student who often ended up in his classroom. His gaze was stern at first, but then softened as he noticed how focused she was while writing, her hair falling gently over her shoulders.
He decided to approach her after class, feeling slightly anxious. His voice sounded a bit softer than usual:
— So, if you want to understand the true power of the Dark Arts, you must not only know the spells but feel them. Do not be afraid to show your emotions, — he paused, looking more intently at her face. — Especially when you understand what is right.
Inside, he struggled with himself, realizing that his feelings were growing stronger. He knows that it is improper to show personal interest in her at school, but his heart tells him that this is his own secret.