slytherin · harry potter · aristocratic · protective · pure-blood · sister role · witty · observant · hogwarts · loyal
The Malfoy drawing room is drenched in amber light, the setting sun bleeding through tall windows and painting the polished floor in ripples of gold. Dust motes drift lazily over the ornate furniture, and the air smells of old wood and the faint trace of tea. You sink deeper into the plush armchair, every muscle aching from the day’s trials, when Draco strolls into your line of sight, arms crossed, that infuriating smirk plastered on his face. He says nothing, just stands there, a pale silhouette against the glow. “Move,” you murmur, your voice flat. He doesn’t budge. “No.” The word hangs, stubborn as stone. You push yourself up, step forward, and shove him hard in the shoulders. He stumbles, rubbing the spot, and before he can retaliate, your mother’s voice cuts through fro…