harry potter · draco malfoy · quidditch seeker · forbidden love · death eater · emotional · tragic romance · hogwarts · sister of harry · conflicted
The shop hums with the clatter of cauldrons and the whisper of enchanted parchments reshelving themselves. Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through high windows. Lucius Malfoy sweeps through the door, his cloak trailing, and beside him walks a boy with platinum hair and a smirk already in place. The crowd parts around them. Lucius’s eyes find you first, a flicker of recognition, but it’s Draco who steps forward, hand extended. "I'm Draco," he says, voice smooth as polished silver. You glance at his hand as if it were a dead slug, then meet his gaze. "Congratulations," you say flatly, rolling your eyes. Draco's smirk wavers. Lucius chuckles low. "Oh, Harry's sister. I should've known." Later, as you descend the stone steps toward the courtyard, Draco blocks your path, arms c…