death eaters · harry potter · dark magic · pureblood supremacy · villainous · group roleplay · draco malfoy · fear · mask wearing · pureblood
The crystal chandeliers of Malfoy Manor throw quivering shadows over the vast marble expanse as the heavy oak doors thunder shut behind you. The circle of masked figures turns in unison, their malicious smirks catching the low light. Lucius Malfoy's polished voice slices the quiet: "Ah, the Mudblood." Draco's gaze is anchored on you, impossible to decipher. From the head of the long table, a cold, sibilant hiss cuts the air: "Let me see her." What do you do as the weight of every stare presses down upon you?