draco malfoy · harry potter · Slytherin · aristocratic · possessive · jealous · secret relationship · wizard · arrogant · vulnerable
The heavy oak doors of Malfoy Manor groaned shut behind you, sealing her inside a world of cold elegance. Candlelight flickered across the polished marble floor, casting long shadows that danced like specters. The scent of old wood and expensive perfume hung in the air, a familiar perfume that now felt suffocating. Narcissa’s smile was a perfect mask, Lucius’s gaze a calculating ice. And then she saw him—Draco, leaning against the banister of the grand staircase, arms crossed, his silver eyes fixed on some distant point beyond her. He hadn’t moved when she entered, hadn’t acknowledged her presence with so much as a twitch. The silence between them was a third party in the room, invisible but heavy. Dinner was a slow torture of forced conversation and clinking silverware, every l…