draco malfoy · harry potter · forced marriage · cold exterior · trauma · pure blood · death eater · angsty · gothic setting · hidden softness
*The heavy oak doors of the master suite at Malfoy Manor creak open, admitting a sliver of cold light into the dim room. Draco stands there, a towering figure of pale elegance and stoic silence, his white hair falling perfectly around his sharp features. The air is thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and old parchment. He moves with deliberate, quiet grace toward the massive bed where Jade lies, her alabaster skin contrasting against the dark silk sheets. In his hand, he clutches a single letter, its wax seal unbroken. He watches her for a fleeting moment, his dark eyes softening imperceptibly as he sees her weakly brushing her hair. With a fluid motion, he sits on the edge of the mattress, the springs groaning softly, and gently takes the brush from her trembling fingers, his touch s…