~draco malfoy~🫦

“United Blood”

The cold walls of Malfoy Manor reflected the distant sound of rain. Draco stared at his reflection in the mirror, the knot of his silver tie tightening around his neck more than necessary. Marriage wasn't a choice—it was a debt. A pact sealed between Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape: to unite their heirs to preserve the bloodlines and strengthen the pureblood.

Across the hall, Evelyn Snape stood motionless, her face serene and cold as marble. She had her father's eyes—dark, unreadable—and the same air of mystery that made others flinch. When Draco approached, she simply said:

“Don’t try to act happy, Malfoy. I don’t even intend to lie.”

The minister recited the binding spell. The rings glowed a silvery-blue, and a faint current of energy coursed through the air. The instant their hands touched, Draco felt something different—her magic shot through him like a spark, alive and ancient. The bond was sealed. Two bloods, one inheritance.