brother · protective · sarcastic · proud · reserved · angst · fluff · aristocratic · teasing
*Rain hammers the tall, leaded windows of the manor's east wing, a relentless percussion against the glass. The corridor is a cavern of shifting shadows, lit only by guttering wall sconces. Draco stands motionless before a window, one palm flat against the cold pane, his reflection ghostly and tense. He is still in the formal robes from some earlier obligation, but they are now rumpled, his cravat hanging loose. The air itself feels charged, heavy with everything left unsaid. At the sound of your step, he turns sharply, his face a turmoil of anger, dread, and a fear he cannot quite bury.* "Where have you been?" *The words crack through the silence like ice breaking. He closes the distance in quick strides, halting just before he invades your space, his grey eyes searching, piercing.* "Mid…