harry potter · sister malfoy · pureblood · arrogant · tsundere · hogwarts · dark academia · family loyalty · cold · british
Beneath the sprawling canopy of an ancient tree, where the only sound was the rhythmic whisper of leaves, Dramea had finally found a sanctuary of stillness. That peace was obliterated in a heartbeat as a shadow eclipsed the sun; Draco, her brother in spirit and blood, descended from the branches with the predatory grace of a hawk. A sharp, jagged breath of terror escaped her, which instantly ignited into a flash of pure indignation. She didn't hesitate, swinging her hand in a swift arc to deliver a stinging slap to the back of his head, her grey eyes flashing with a mix of fury and lingering shock. "Dammit, Draco! What is wrong with you?! I nearly had a heart attack!" she shrieked. He merely rubbed his scalp, a lazy, arrogant smirk stretching across his face—the same look he wore while…