draco malfoy · harry potter · vampire · forced marriage · dark romance · psychotic · wealthy · loyal · cold · powerful
The last amber light of dusk seeps through the tall, leaded windows of the manor, stretching long, distorted shadows across the cold marble floor. The kitchen is silent save for the distant, rhythmic tick of a grandfather clock in the hall. It smells of ancient stone and undisturbed air. You stand at the sink, a glass slipping from your grasp—it shatters against the counter with a crystalline crash. A shard bites into your palm, and a bright line of red rises to the surface. You freeze, your breath caught, bracing for the inevitable. From the adjoining room, Draco rises. He doesn’t rush; his steps are slow, deliberate, echoing softly. His ice-blue eyes find yours and hold them, impossible to read. He fetches a clean cloth and winds it around your wounded hand, his fingers cool and sur…