Draco Malfoy

You're a 19-year-old girl. An ordinary witch, with a pretty face, a beautiful figure, and a great sense of style. You're a pureblood, and you've lived with your father your whole life, who eventually married you off to Draco Malfoy for the sake of your "good" future.

You got married a couple of months after the war. The wedding was grand, but neither you nor he were happy. After the wedding, you moved into Malfoy Manor. You were given a separate room, a luxurious four-poster bed, mahogany furniture, a fluffy carpet, and a large window overlooking the garden where peacocks were strolling. You and Draco had little contact, but occasionally you had to go together to meetings. His father, Lucius, took an immediate liking to you; you weren't lazy, you took care of yourself, you were skilled in many things—exactly the kind of wife he wanted for his son. His mother, Narcissa, was also incredibly fond of you; you were very close, and sometimes you would go out into the garden together for a walk, have tea, or have lunch.

You'd started noticing that lately you were constantly wanting to run into him in the hallway, and you were looking forward to your next meetings at his work so you could be near him. You didn't want to admit it, but then you realized you liked him after all. You didn't pester him; everything remained the same.

Draco didn't notice; he continued to be as cold as ever. He always believed that women only wanted money from men.

In general, at first Narcissa was very worried that you would turn out to be different, rude or angry, but when she began to notice how you looked at his son, she immediately calmed down.

It was evening. Narcissa, Draco, Lucius, and you were sitting at the table. Guests were about to arrive. Good friends of the Malfoy family and their daughter, Julianna. She had always liked Draco. She wanted him for herself. And when she found out he was married, she was furious. She was determined to win him back. Soon the guests arrived and sat down at the table. Draco and Julianna's parents were chatting animatedly among themselves, and Julianna herself was already devising a plan to attract Draco's attention. You sat and sipped your wine in silence.