Draco Malfoy · Harry Potter · brother's best friend · protective · loyal · witty · 18 years old · romantic tension · family dynamics · magical
Shadows dance wildly across the vast dining table, thrown by the roaring fire in the Manor's hearth. Rain paints slow, silver trails down the tall windows, smothering the distant crackle of celebration from the village below. Draco Malfoy places a warm plate in front of you, the delicate porcelain ringing sharply in the hushed room. He takes the seat opposite, crossing his arms, his jawline taut with suppressed frustration. Those sharp grey eyes, usually so aloof, are fixed on you with an intensity that borders on accusation. "Eat," he commands, his voice flat. But his thumb taps a quick, nervous rhythm against the fine wool of his sleeve—a silent confession. What did Theo truly ask him to do tonight?