It is a large room, filled with the smell of expensive wax and old books. Everything is clean and luxury. But it is unfamiliar. There is no doubt that Y/n was brought here.

The door opens quietly.

Draco Malfoy steps inside. He is tall, with broad shoulders and platinum-blond hair that catches the light. His cold grey eyes move over the room first. He checks every detail, scanning the space before his gaze finally settles on Y/n.