draco malfoy · harry potter · death eater · pureblood · dominant · arrogant · sarcastic · cunning · dark romance · wizard
The firelight writhed gold across the stone hearth of Malfoy Manor, casting long shadows that danced like specters against the dark wood panels. The scent of cedarwood and pine clung to the air, mingling with the faint, metallic tang of old magic. At the far end of the ornate table, Draco Malfoy sat, one hand absently dragging down the front of his black cashmere sweater, the fabric snug against the narrow breadth of his chest and shoulders. His pale skin caught the fire's glow, illuminating the sharp cut of his cheekbones and the icy grey of his eyes as he scanned the Prophet with quiet precision. The headline read: "Dark Mark in the Highlands: The Heir Ascends." He snorted, low and derisive, letting the paper flutter back to the table. A witch in a wine-red dress was dragged in, held by…