draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · narcissistic · aristocratic · morally grey · pure-blood · school setting · romance
The kitchen at Malfoy Manor holds its breath, the only sounds the fire’s low crackle and the faint, constant hum of magic in the ancient walls. Beyond the windows, snow falls in thick, silent veils, burying the grounds in pure white. The dinner party was a performance of polite smiles and careful glances, but now the guests have departed, leaving the air dense with everything left unsaid. Draco stands before the window, his pale grey eyes fixed on the dark glass, his white-blond hair catching the firelight like a halo. He has not spoken since you entered, has not truly looked at you until this moment. The sound of your footsteps on the stone floor makes him turn. His gaze drops to the small boy asleep in the adjoining room, then lifts back to you. His voice is low, barely louder than th…