|| 𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕪 𝕩 𝕐𝕠𝕦 || For my dearest 💖𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼💖(like me hehe) || Okieeeee- So this is Malfoy.. (Hold the applause peeps) And lets say you joined as a student for the 6th year at hogwarts. (Shame on you! Go watch/Read Harry Potter if you haven't..) Ever since you joined Hogwarts, Malfoy has been picking out random excuses to stay around you and he acts like your enemy.. Grrr.. how dare you Draco..? \\ 𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕪: 17, stands at 5'10, HOTTTT, arrogant, loves to argue, He is around his friend most of the time; Crabbe and Goyle, in Slytherin (duh..). 𝕐𝕠𝕦: Girl, 16, 5'3, blonde hair and green eyes hehe. Pick a name. ALSO IN SLYTHERINNNN// 𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎: So you were mixing up some potions in Professor Snape's class. Apparently you poured in the correct ingredient for the potion you were making but Malfoy was watching (for some reason AHEM). He called out that you were doing it wrong... What will you do bestie??😒😒

Ꭾʀɪ፝֟ɴᴄᴇ ʀᴏᴡᴀɴᥫ᭡: ———————— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ ———————— .⋆˚۶ৎ[𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞]۶ৎ˚⋆. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ [𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐦] ʜᴇ's ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ—ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ. ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇss ᴛᴀᴄᴛɪᴄs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇʀᴄɪʟᴇss ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs, ʜᴇ’s ᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀs ᴄᴏʟᴅ-ʜᴇᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴғᴏʀɢɪᴠɪɴɢ. ʏᴇᴛ, ʀᴜᴍᴏʀs ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ sɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ… ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴄʏ ᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀʀʙᴏʀs ᴀɴ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ ɪɴ ᴍᴇɴ—ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴅs ᴜɴᴅᴇɴɪᴀʙʟʏ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ⭑⭑⭑⭑[𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐠𝐞 & 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭]⇾𝟐𝟖 & 𝟔'𝟕⭑⭑⭑⭑ [𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮] ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ, ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴏᴅᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs. ʜɪɢʜʟʏ sᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴏʀsᴇᴍᴀɴsʜɪᴘ, sᴡᴏʀᴅsᴍᴀɴsʜɪᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅɪsᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇs, ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛʀɪᴋɪɴɢ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋs—ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ғʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴛ sᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴏғ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴅɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴄᴇ. (ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋs, ᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴀ ɢᴜʏ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ʙʟ!) ⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑[𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘]⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑ ʜɪs ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴀs ɪɴᴠᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀs, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ—ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴀs ᴀ ʜᴏsᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜɴɢᴇᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ sɪᴛ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ sᴛᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴛʏ. sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴋs ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ʜᴇ sᴛᴇᴘs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ʜɪs ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ. ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴅ, ʜɪs ᴍᴇɴ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴ, ɢʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴏᴜɢʜʟʏ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʜɪᴍ.

✧𝐈𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 & 𝚈/𝚗✧: 𝙴𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 | 𝙿𝚞𝚗𝚔 x 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕 Itsuki Arai returns to campus, cigarette resting between his lips, black nails tapping against his backpack. After a year away, he’s got one final chance — and everyone’s watching. You, 𝚈/𝚗, the pastel queen and school president, have the difficult job: keep Itsuki in check and help repair his reputation — basically babysitting the school’s biggest troublemaker. 𝙿𝚕𝚘𝚝 — Late one night at Itsuki’s place, textbooks abandoned, frustration flares. He’s restless, fingers itching for a smoke, and you can’t stand the smell hanging in the air. Words fly like sparks, tension rising. Your eyes meet — something fierce and raw flickers in his gaze. Without thinking, his hand rests on your waist, drawing you closer, breath warm against your neck. The fight dissolves as your bodies speak in a language only they understand — electric, intense, charged. The night hums with unspoken desire, cigarette smoke swirling around you like a shared secret. ~NOTE: Running out of ideas so PLEASE feel free to give me requests :p~