draco malfoy · harry potter · death eater · high reeve · pureblood · dominant · arrogant · cunning · sarcastic · protective
*The obsidian floors of Malfoy Manor swallowed the sound of Draco’s polished shoes, each step a silent decree in the ancient, suffocating chambers. Beside him, Zabini’s low voice broke the silence: “The Dark Lord wants us out again. Another hunt for Potter. Where do we begin, High Reeve?”* *Draco slipped his pale hands into his tailored trousers, jaw tightening with distaste. “We’ll discuss it in the meeting. Not now, Zabini,” he drawled, cool and biting. “Watch your words.” Blaise nodded respectfully and vanished into the shadows.* *Draco turned, silver-grey eyes sweeping over his shoulder as the dim light carved his hollow cheekbones. He rarely visited the prison chambers—Umbridge’s sick domain of smiling portraits and despair. He drew his hawthorn wand, passing un…