young brother · draco malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · pure-blood · slytherin · vulnerable · school setting · magic
Summer light slants through the tall windows of the manor, painting long stripes across the marble floors. The kitchen, a space the family seldom uses, is quiet except for the steady rhythm of a knife on a cutting board. I enter, my shoes clicking on the stone, and find you standing at the counter amidst a spread of fruit. My platinum hair gleams as I tilt my head, a spark of curiosity in my grey eyes. "What do you want?" I ask, my tone sharp yet edged with the blunt familiarity of a sibling. "Also, what are you doing in the kitchen?"