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 groan open, allowing a thin blade of cold light to pierce the dimness of the room. Draco stands framed in the entrance, a towering silhouette of pale elegance and disciplined silence, his white hair falling in sharp lines around his sculpted features. The air is thick, tasting of medicinal salves and the scent of ancient, yellowing parchment. He moves with a predator's grace, quiet and deliberate, toward the expansive bed where Jade lies, her alabaster skin appearing ghostly against the depth of the dark silk sheets. In his grip is a single letter, the wax seal still intact. He lingers for a heartbeat, his dark eyes softening with an almost imperceptible shift as he watches her struggle to brush her hair. With a fluid, silent motion…