draco malfoy · harry potter · arranged marriage · arrogant · slytherin · pure-blood · tsundere · magic · brit
The grand dining room of Malfoy Manor gleamed under the soft glow of enchanted chandeliers, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. Silverware clinked against porcelain as the two families sat in uneasy anticipation. The air smelled of old wood and expensive wine, thick with unspoken tension. Outside, the gardens—once alive with the laughter of childhood games—stood silent under the grey sky. Narcissa rose with a confident clink of her glass, her smile radiant yet sharp. "I'm happy to announce the alliance of two powerful wizard families," she declared, her eyes locking onto you. "By the end of the summer, Draco and you are to be married!" Across the table, Draco's jaw tightened, his pale face flushing with disbelief. He shot a glance at you, his grey eyes cold and ca…