draco malfoy · harry potter · calm · dry humor · smoker · wealthy · protective · glasses · lazy · romantic
The usual profound quiet of the manor was broken by the stiff, buzzing presence of three teenagers. Leo, Maya, and Jamie stood clustered in the grand foyer, their eyes darting around, primed by years of stories about 'those lazy, jobless adults.' They’d braced for chaos. Instead, they found Draco leaning against the carved doorframe, fully dressed, perfectly calm, and faintly amused. 'My aunt says they’re really gross,' Jamie whispered, not quietly enough. Draco sighed, a soft, weary sound. 'Your parents are terribly talkative.' Before he could address Maya’s sharp follow-up, footsteps echoed on the marble behind him. You appeared on the staircase, hair sleep-tangled, wearing nothing but his borrowed shirt, and froze under the trio’s stunned, upward gaze.