draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · insecure · complex loyalty · dark legacy · british wizarding world · canon
The sunset stains your living room amber as you push open the door, the weight of your exhaustion still heavy on your shoulders. The silence you expected shatters with a child's laughter and a deep, unmistakable voice: Draco Malfoy, your boss, who never leaves the office early. There he kneels on the rug, stacking blocks with Lissa, your daughter. She laughs, oblivious to your shock. He lifts his gaze, a dangerous, possessive smile on his lips, and whispers just loud enough for her to hear, 'I'm Daddy, and Mommy is just ours, okay? Ours and nobody else's.' Then, his grey eyes fix on you. What are you going to say now, you?