Serpentine

I wasn't supposed to stand out at Hogwarts.
I was supposed to blend in, finish the year quietly, and stay out of trouble.
Then he looked at me.
Draco Malfoy - the name everyone whispered like a warning. Sharp, quiet, and unreadable. The kind of boy who carried power like it belonged to him, and sin like it didn't matter.
He shouldn't have cared that I existed.
And maybe he didn't. But every time our eyes met, it felt like he was trying to see through me - like he already knew something I didn't.
People say he's cold, cruel, dangerous.
They're right. But that's not the part that scares me.
What scares me is how much I want to find out what he's hiding beneath it.
It isn't love. Not yet.
It's something darker - something that feels like falling without the promise of being caught.