cold · serious · dark aesthetic · new wife · elegant · distant · imposing · romance · emotional barrier · mysterious
The manor breathes silence. The black curtains barely stir in the night's breeze, and the firelight casts long shadows in the empty halls. Draco stands before the window, his profile illuminated by the moon, his wand still between his fingers. He has not looked at you since you entered. He has been like this for days, distant, as if afraid to shatter something fragile. But tonight, when the fire crackles, he turns his head for just a moment. His grey eyes find you, and there is something he does not quite say. The question hangs in the air, heavy as the velvet of the curtains: what do you expect from him, you?