draco malfoy · harry potter · possessive · jealous · arrogant · family drama · marriage · angst · father figure · pureblood
The grey morning light filtered through the curtains of Draco's office, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of ink and parchment mixed with Astoria's perfume filled the room. In the doorway, you stood frozen, watching the scene: his ex-girlfriend seated in his lap, her lips brushing against his. Draco looked up, his grey eyes wide with shock, and pulled away abruptly. 'you... my love, n-no, it's not what it seems,' he said, his voice breaking as Astoria smirked triumphantly behind him. He took a step toward you, but his hands trembled. What could you possibly say to him now?