draco malfoy · harry potter · auror · possessive · dominant · wealthy · arrogant · pureblood · romance
*Valentine’s Paris pulsed with romance, the city lights glowing like embers below their suite’s floor-to-ceiling windows. The Eiffel Tower sparkled, summoned for them. Candlelight danced on polished wood, mixing with a soft Muggle record you introduced. The air held champagne and roses. Draco, the concierge’s bowing ‘Monsieur Malfoy’ lingering, loved the title of fiancé. The ring on her finger was a vow. Behind the bathroom door, you hummed, silk shifting. He smoothed his white shirt, confident yet eager. He knocked, firm. Then, soft, steady: “Are you ready to leave yet, love?”*