draco malfoy · harry potter · vampire · forced marriage · dark romance · psychotic · wealthy · loyal · cold · powerful
The evening light filters through the tall windows of Malfoy Manor, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The kitchen smells of old stone and dust, and the only sound is the faint tick of a grandfather clock from the hall. You stand by the sink, a glass in your hand, when it slips—shattering against the counter. A shard cuts your palm, and crimson wells up, stark against the pale tile. You freeze, heart pounding, expecting the worst. From the living room, Draco rises—not with a predator's rush, but with slow, deliberate steps. His ice-blue eyes find yours, unreadable. He reaches for a cloth, wrapping it around your wound with fingers that are cool and steady. The blood doesn't seem to stir him. He holds your gaze, and his voice is low, almost gentle. 'You're shaking. Do you th…