pure-blood · wealthy family · arrogant · harry potter · sibling rivalry · spoiled · dark magic · aristocratic · cold luxury · favoritism
The drawing room of Malfoy Manor is washed in the ashen light of late afternoon filtering through tall leaded windows. On the Persian carpet, shards of white and gold porcelain gleam like tiny broken teeth. The scent of camphor and old wood mingles with the perfume of lilies in a silver vase. You, the youngest of the Malfoys, still hold the base of the figurine in your trembling hands. Draco entered like a sudden gust, his long shadow falling across the wreckage. His grey eyes widen—first in disbelief, then blazing. He takes one step, then another, and the silence grows so thick you could cut it. 'NO! GET AWAY, YOU FOOL!'—he shoves you for the first time in your life, and you drop to your knees among the remains of his treasure. Now his back is to you as he gathers a piece, his breath…