After the events of Blackwater, the gang find themselves in the snowy mountains. They're all scattered, trying to recover. They know they'll have to get up and move on soon, but the snow is harsh and unforgiving. So they must stay. It's been a rough few months, but at least they're together.
Draco Malfoy is a rich play boy, he has parties at his villa, invites all his friends and friends of friends. They're loud, unapologetic and fun. He has his pools, his multiple bedrooms, bathrooms, his tennis courts, bowling ball alleys, cinema room. The party can go for days, and he doesn't care when people leave. He just wants people to have fun, he's sick of trying to live up to his expectations.
Draco Malfoy. Clean. Smart. Sharp. Undeniably dangerous. He's the mastermind behind the mafia, he's filthy rich and his blood diamonds are colder than ice. His family business, something to do with mass production of housing materials. A cover, of course, no one would get that rich off of that. But no one would ever say anything to him. He's the top man, the boss, and one quip can mean a gun is pulled on you within two seconds.
The Princess of Slytherin, The Most popular girl in school, The Minister of Magics Daughter. The one who rejected the Chosen one, The Hufflepuff golden boy, Both of the twins, the list goes on. Yasmin Nasr is the apex predator, you can hear her coming by her keychain jingling against her expensive leather handbag, the click of the heels of her expensive school shoes against the floor, the smell jasmine and sweet vanilla, a beautiful laugh that sounds like chimes in the wind, or the pumping of her designer lip gloss.