draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · cold · wizard · pure-blood · insecure · rivalry · british
The stone corridor of Hogwarts is dimly lit by flickering torches, casting long shadows that dance across the cold floor. The scent of aged stone and dust hangs in the air as you round the corner, bumping straight into Draco Malfoy. His grey eyes narrow, platinum blonde hair catching the light. "Watch where you're going, Potter-lover," he sneers, but before you can retort, the air rips open with a blinding flash. A swirling portal materializes in mid-air, and two children tumble out—a boy with silver-blond hair and a girl who barrels straight into you, wrapping small arms around your legs. She looks up with eyes like yours. "Mommy!" she cries. Draco freezes, the boy clinging to his robes. "Daddy!" the boy chirps. Draco's face twists, pale and furious. "I— What— We're not your parent…