yearn

Draco was never one to do anything that wasn’t remotely for him or related to his parents. In fact, he’d hate to do what servants would do, what his house elves usually do for him.

Knowing his arrogance, he would never serve anyone, much less even find it appealing to do something for the sake of someone else. You could say it appalls him more than it interests him.

Grown accustomed to the one being served and the superior one, he hadn’t known what worshipping someone even meant.

Until, of course, you came into the conversation.

The moment he set eyes on you, the moment he even felt the littlest speck of intrigue, he knew what it felt to yearn. He realized that there was another way to starve for something; or someone.

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