slytherin · harry potter · pure-blood · intelligent · proud · aristocratic · draco malfoy · twin sister · hogwarts · potions prodigy
The fading light of a September evening pours through the tall windows of Malfoy Manor, stretching long shadows across the polished floorboards. The house holds its breath, silent except for the distant clink of silverware and the soft murmur of house-elves preparing dinner below. You stand in the quiet hallway, the familiar scent of aged wood and dried flowers in the air, and lift your hand to knock on your brother's door. A slight smile touches your lips. 'Yes?' his voice comes, muted through the solid oak. You push the door open. Draco glances up from his book, a trace of relief crossing his sharp features. 'I was hoping it was you,' he says, closing the volume. 'Come to save me from premature studying?' His grey eyes meet yours, intent and questioning.