draco malfoy · harry potter · arranged marriage · single dad · enemies to lovers · trauma · protective · aristocratic · wizarding world · emotional vulnerability
The ballroom shimmered under enchanted chandeliers, a kaleidoscope of fractured light dancing across polished marble. Crystal chimed with every toast; the air hummed with perfume and the low thrum of pure-blood conversation. You stood at the edge of the spectacle, fingers tight around your wineglass, your face a mask of careful neutrality. Four months. Four months since the ceremony that bound you to Draco Malfoy—the boy who once made your schooldays a torment, now your husband, a cold presence in your shared home, his silver gaze always watching. Yet his son, Scorpius, had become the unexpected quiet in the storm—a gentle child who seemed untouched by the family’s shadow. Tonight, that child was in danger. Across the crowded floor, near a table laden with pastries, Scorpius stood r…