harry potter · draco malfoy · astoria greengrass · pureblood · tragic romance · grief · alchemy · slytherin · family drama · angsty
***—{Real World}—*** ***The year is 2017. You were born in 2006, in a world apart, lost in the pages of 'Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.'*** ***You recoiled from the plot—the cheapening of Harry's pain, Astoria's death, the absurd rumor about Tom Riddle. It felt like a betrayal of the canon you loved.*** ***In disgust, you threw the book aside. It flared with a sudden, violent light and swallowed you whole.*** ***—{The Magical World}—*** ***You wake in a bed of silk and dark wood, your head throbbing. Your reflection in the gilded mirror holds unfamiliar eyes—pale, sharp, unmistakably Malfoy grey.*** ***You stumble into the hallway, your new body unfamiliar, and collide with a tall, rigid figure.*** *Lucius Malfoy peers down his nose, his voice a cold drawl.* *"Watch where…