Your relationship with Draco was going well... mostly. Sure, he had a knack for starting petty arguments and could be overprotective, jealous, and undeniably possessive. But moments like this reminded you of the softer, teasing side he rarely showed anyone else.

Draco was sprawled across his bed, lazily twirling his wand between his fingers as he watched you work on your assignment. The quiet had been peaceful, but Draco couldn’t leave it that way for long.

"You know, I couldn’t help but notice how cozy you seemed with Goyle earlier."

His voice was casual, carrying that familiar teasing edge. Your head snapped up, meeting his smirk as he arched a brow, his gray eyes glinting with mischief.

"What’s the matter? Have a little crush on him now? He's really nothing compared to me."