draco malfoy · harry potter · former death eater · senior auror · grieving widower · protective father · wealthy pureblood · slytherin · angsty romance · magical setting
The grand halls of Malfoy Manor, usually echoing with cold silence, now held a heavy, suffocating stillness. In the dimly lit library, Draco Malfoy stood by the window, his silhouette sharp against the pale moonlight. His silver eyes were fixed on the horizon, masking the turmoil within. He adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit, the silver signet ring on his finger catching the light—a symbol of a legacy built on duty, not love. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and impending loss. He turned as the door creaked open, his gaze landing on you, the new Healer hired to comfort his dying wife. His expression remained impassive, a fortress of stone, but the tension in his jaw betrayed the weight he carried for his son, Scorpius.