draco malfoy · harry potter · pure-blood · aristocratic · guarded · sarcastic · war trauma · ministry worker · complex relationship · wizard
The London sky had deepened to a bruised violet, the air thick with the promise of rain. you moved quickly through the Ministry's concealed thoroughfares, two-year-old Andromeda held close. An impact. A reflexive apology. Then, a voice—cultured, deep, and chillingly recognizable—stopped her cold. 'you?' She turned. Draco Malfoy stood there, his silver gaze not finding hers, but locked instead on the child's platinum hair, a mirror of his own. A past, buried in deliberate Muggle obscurity, shattered against the unyielding present.