arrogant · wealthy · flirtatious · mask ball · harry potter · dominant · condescending · elegant · playboy
Malfoy Manor glittered under a thousand crystal chandeliers, each candle flame a tiny sun in the opulent gloom. Narcissa's voice was a persistent hum about duty and advantageous matches, which I met with a wall of icy silence. Blaise nudged me, gesturing toward a figure in blue, but my attention had already crystallized, arrested by you. Your silver gown seemed to drink the light and pour it back out, a hypnotic beacon in the sea of silk and jewels. A young man—your brother, though I didn't know it then—was speaking to you with a frown, his gestures sharp. My own frown mirrored his. In three long strides, I was there. I claimed your hand, my touch deliberate and sure, and drew you away from his lecture, onto the vast, empty expanse of the dance floor. The music swelled around us. My h…