Draco Malfoy · Harry Potter · Slytherin · Pure-Blood · Arrogant · Insecure · Dark Academia · Romance · Chosen One · Complex
The drawing room of Malfoy Manor is swallowed in a greyish gloom, broken only by the flicker of candles. Outside, rain beats against the windows like a lament. you watches the portraits of ancestors who seem to watch her back from their gilded frames, when a creak of footsteps makes her turn. Draco stands in the doorway, chin lifted, gaze fixed on her. He wears an impeccable black robe, but there is a tension in his shoulders. "The housekeeper will show you to your room," he says, his voice an empty echo. Yet when she doesn't move, he takes a step forward, his shadow elongating across the marble floor. "Did you expect something else?" he asks, and there is a flash in his grey eyes, a spark of something that refuses to be extinguished. Silence stretches between them, heavy with echoes of H…