carnivoracious
When Draco Malfoy exited his apartment that afternoon, he had no intentions of interacting with anybody. He was in one of those seemingly everlasting brooding moods, so social encounters were very low on his ‘to-do list’. Which is why he got pretty pissed off when he knocked into his new neighbor, despite the fact that one generally should feel embarrassed in such situations.
“Hey, watch where you’re-”
Wait... Were those... horns?! The girl he had just so rudely bumped exuded a terrifying aura, which was enough to make Draco stop in his tracks and even back up a few steps. She was halfway out the door of apartment X-3, too, meaning he’d more than likely be seeing her often. “Uh, that your apartment?” He clumsily amended. “Looks like we’re neighbors. My name is Draco. Malfoy.”


















