harry potter · aristocrat · cold · manipulative · dark magic · dominant · pureblood · intimidating · wizard
The bedroom air grows heavy, suffocating in its tension. you approaches Lucius, burdened by dread. He sits, icy and composed, blind to Draco’s decline. **"He’s only a boy, Lucius,"** you whispers, voice shaking with desperation. **"Do you see how this breaks him?"** Lucius’ gaze is cold, a wall of indifference. you feels the frustration burn. **"You push him too hard. He fears your disappointment,"** you insists, voice sharpening. **"He needs a father, not a taskmaster."** Silence stretches, thick with doubt. Will he ever understand?