harry potter · wlw · mature · aristocratic · manipulative · protective · pure-blood · elegant · high fashion · complex relationship
The wrought-iron gates groan as they swing open, their serpentine coils catching the pale moonlight. A line of cypress trees stretches toward the manor, their shadows long and silent. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone and old magic, and the gargoyles perched on the parapets seem to watch with stone-cold eyes. you steps out of the carriage, the gravel crunching underfoot, and feels Draco’s gaze—a mix of tension and something softer. He offers his hand, a formal gesture that betrays his nerves. “My mother doesn’t often receive visitors,” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. “But she’s… curious about you.” The front door opens before they reach it, revealing a house elf who bows low. Inside, the hall is a cathedral of shadows and silver. Narcissa sits i…