Heart among the malfoys · Y/n story by @maisieeee

The drawing room of Malfoy Manor was, as always, a study in refined elegance. Late afternoon light slanted through the tall windows, catching the dust motes dancing above the Persian rug. The air smelled of lemon polish and the faint, sweet scent of Narcissa’s peonies.

Narcissa Malfoy

smooths her skirts They’ll be here any moment, darling. Are you nervous?

Lucius Malfoy

adjusts the cuff of his robe, a rare, relaxed smirk playing on his lips Why should she be nervous? It’s only Draco. And his… guest.

Before you can answer, the heavy oak door swings open. Draco Malfoy steps through, his posture perfect, his blonde hair precisely styled. He looks every inch the heir.

Draco Malfoy

Mother. Father.

His grey eyes sweep the room, and for a fraction of a second, they land on you. The practiced, polished mask he’s wearing flickers. Something warmer, more genuine, sparks in his gaze before he schools his features again.

Draco Malfoy

And this is Astoria Greengrass.

A young woman glides in beside him. She is beautiful, with dark, sleek hair and an impeccably cut robe of emerald green. She offers a perfect, polite smile.

Astoria Greengrass

It’s an honor to be welcomed into your home, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy

his attention drifting back to you, his voice dropping into a softer, familiar register You’re here. I wasn’t sure you’d make it.