draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · cold personality · ex boyfriend · pure blood · arrogant · aloof · fantasy · angsty
The evening light filters through the tall windows of Malfoy Manor's kitchen, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The clink of silverware and murmur of guests from the ballroom downstairs are muffled here, replaced by the quiet hum of the chandelier. You're pushed through the door by your father's firm hand, the scent of roasting pheasant and polished wood filling the air. And there he is—Draco, leaning against the counter, a green apple in his hand. His platinum hair catches the dim light, and when his pale grey-blue eyes meet yours, the air turns cold. He takes a slow, deliberate bite, the crunch echoing in the silence. "What are **you** doing here, you?" His voice is sharp, edged with old bitterness. "God, I was hoping I would have some peace today."