“of course i’m paying attention to what you’re saying.” he, in fact, was not paying attention to what they had been saying. it was a true travesty, draco muses, so many people yet so little to offer in stimulating conversation. grey hues are watching fellow students mull around the library from his spot at one of the secluded tables in thinly veiled disinterest before letting out a melodramatic sigh. “actually it was more like a solid sixty percent — drifting in and out waiting to see if you were going somewhere with it. what were you saying ??” the indifference in his tone isn’t one he tries to hide before fixating his gaze on the person beside him with raised brows. “better yet, have you considered saying something of interest ?? the second year trying to discreetly cry into his textbook over there offers more amusement right now.”
𝐰𝐡𝐨 : flora + anyone
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 : the great hall, lunch time
𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 : open [ 0/4 ]
flora exhaled sharply, sinking deeper into her chair, fingers drumming idly against the armrest as the hum of conversation pressed against her skull. the room was filled with too many people talking over one another, as if they had something important to say. it was exhausting. then, just as she thought she might actually lose her mind, that familiar prickle of awareness crept up her spine … someone was staring. she could feel it, the weight of their gaze pressing against her skin. for a moment, she considered ignoring it, letting them bore a hole into the side of her head until they got tired of looking. but patience had never been her strong suit. slowly, she turned, eyes locking onto the culprit. “can i help you?” she sighed, one brow arching ever so slightly, her expression barely changing, “or are you just planning to keep staring?”
the day being presented to draco was hardly a preferable one. as someone who was most definitely not a morning person, breakfast acted as his lifeline for a productive day, consisting of drinking enough tea until he seemed adequately prepared for classes along with building up his tolerance for the idiocy that roamed across the halls of hogwarts at all hours. unfortunately for draco, his morning ritual was disrupted when his early talk with his potions professor ran longer than he had hoped and he missed breakfast entirely. it’s unclear to draco how he managed to make it until the lunch hour without hexing anyone who spoke louder than an acceptable decibel factoring in his level of annoyance. yet here he sat at the slytherin table, stirring his bowl of soup and airing his grievances to flora regarding the travesty of his morning. or at least so he thought. a prickle of irritation flared up, more so at the situation and having to repeat himself, rather than his friend’s wandering attention span. “how kind of you for the offer,” draco replies dryly, grey hues rolling skyward with a shake of his head before focusing his attention back on his soup. “truly, i am a bit offended you’re talking to me like you would a bloody gryffindor. perhaps i should grab my belongings and try my luck having a conversation with the lot of them. then again, getting trampled by a hippogriff seems more appealing.”
[ xiao dejun. cis man. he/him/his. ] did you hear ? DRACO MALFOY is back at hogwarts for another year, and with the year of games making a grand return, it looks like they’ll have more than just classes to worry about . at TWENTY-TWO years old, they’ve made a name for themselves as a PUREBLOOD wizard in SLYTHERIN, though whether they're DEBONAIR, CLEVER or CAPRICIOUS depends on who you ask . studying POTIONS AND ALCHEMY in their FIFTH year, they’ve got their hands full — but somehow, they always find time for QUIDDITCH . if you're ever looking for them, you’ll usually spot them around THE ASTRONOMY TOWER, effortlessly embodying THE LINGERING SCENT OF BERGAMOT AND VETIVER, A CAREFULLY CONSTRUCTED EXPRESSION OF PERPETUAL INDIFFERENCE WITH SILENT ANALYSIS HIDDEN BEHIND GREY HUES, A SILVER TONGUE DRIPPING HONEY THAT CAN EASILY TURN VIRULENT, THE FIRST FLASH OF LIGHTNING IN A THUNDERSTORM, & DELIBERATELY CURATED NOTES WRITTEN IN ELEGANT HANDWRITING AND TABS STICKING OUT OF TEXTBOOKS WITH HIGHLIGHTED PASSAGES or hear them humming BURY A FRIEND by BILLIE EILISH under their breath . let’s hope the competition doesn’t get the best of them …
positions: seeker of the slytherin quidditch team, junior editor of hogwarts howl, member of the slug club, & president of the potions club
pets: an eagle owl named ulysses & a siamese cat named zora
wand: 10" long, made of hawthorn wood, and has a unicorn hair core
noticeable features: white blonde hair, sharp cheekbones, & grey eyes
hobbies: reading, writing, mixing potions, & judging those around him
canon changes: draco is still the same insufferable primadonna that he was in the series, but the external factors of feeling pressure to support voldemort and not let his family down by failing to do what’s needed the second go around in the books are gone. in its place, draco shares the same pressure in a similar vein, but it’s more so based out of his father’s expectations for the prodigal son than anything else. from being told that he’s the best and everyone else should aspire to be like him by his parents from a young age, his ego is still high on a pedestal. the stress from familial expectations as well as re-building the malfoy name and legacy from the first wizarding war has cracks in his armor threatening to spread.
character inspiration: blair walforf ( gossip girl ), nikolai lanstov ( shadow & bone ), kell maresh ( shades of magic trilogy ), tony stark ( marvel ), carden greenbriar ( folk of the air series )
full biography:
born as the sole heir of the malfoy legacy between narcissa and lucius, it came only natural for draco to be the center of attention from the moment he came into the world. the silver spoon fed into his mouth was one of opulence, proving to draco from an early age that the finer things in life were always meant to be readily available for a malfoy. ❝ as a malfoy, people will always be envious, wanting to be one of us but only ever settling for scraps of association, ❞ are words often spoken by lucius to a young and doe-eyed draco, drinking up any information his father gave him like bees flocking to honey. it would go unseen by draco as he was held by his mother, her lips pursed in displeasure but remaining silent as the importance of the malfoy lineage was instilled into draco.
as childhood blooms into adolescence, the adoration draco holds for his father is one that begins to dwindle as his rose-colored glasses come off. any recollection of fond moments spent with his father were few and far between. most memories consisted of vitriolic words thrown draco’s way when he misbehaved or acted unbecoming of a malfoy, or when he would arrive through the doors just as dinner would start with little to offer in conversation other than a bitter recounting of his day at ministry with insults thrown in of people draco could only understand to be ministry employees. there was much to do following the wizarding world restoring the glory to the malfoy legacy ( even if lucius did much to damage it himself ), and it was up to draco as the emerging powerful son to lead the charge. heavy is the head that wears the crown, he supposes.
his mother’s disdain for his father soon became apparent to draco. he could easily understand why. lucius’ blood purity beliefs and callous disregard for others bled into domestic life, alienating draco to the point where his relationship with his mother flourished while his relationship with his father turned brittle. it’s hard for draco to feel anything but resentment for the elder malfoy seeing as he was raised predominantly by his mother, yet received scalding reviews of what to do better, how to act, and what he should think of others. it’s his mother’s dedication to keep draco from becoming anything like his father that he hasn’t turned into a mirrored reflection of lucius.
while draco is unafraid to admit that he has a superiority complex, it has less to do with believing in his father’s assertion of blood superiority ( which he doesn’t ), but more to do with the fact that he is better because he’s intelligent, attractive, and rich. it’s only natural that he’s better than most because of such a combination. draco credits the malfoy showboating at pureblood family events that he’s able to tolerate the domineering nature of his father, contorting his features into indifference and feigned politeness when the plans for his future are brought up. draco can say for certain that if it hadn't been for his mother in his corner then he would’ve turned out a lot worse than he has.
school offers draco a sense of freedom, a breath of fresh air compared to the serene stillness of malfoy manor; suffocating when his father was there and only tolerable when he wasn’t. even so, the hallways framed with the portraits of malfoy’s past served enough of a reminder that he was always being watched. while in school, draco would strive for the highest grades, aiming for nothing but the best not only for himself, but to make his mother proud. if he wasn’t perfecting his grades through studying, he could be found on the quidditch pitch practicing as one of the chasers. despite his accomplishments, it doesn’t keep from the weekly owl arriving at breakfast with a letter from his father, outlining what he needs to approve upon next and ❝ chaser ?? what, you didn’t practice hard enough to achieve seeker ?? ❞. it seems a forever losing battle but draco has reached a point of accepting that any attempt of earning praise from his father is unachievable and not worth striving for. and why should he when he’s the darling boy to his mother ??
enter hogwarts — the next chapter of his life that the best is yet to come. draco’s natural affinity for potion making makes it the obvious choice as his specialization before settling into the slytherin quidditch team as seeker and becoming a junior editor at the hogwarts howl while leading the potions club as its president. when it comes to the hogwarts social scene, it doesn’t bother draco to know at all how his reputation precedes him. his tolerance for idiocy and mediocrity is slim, so is it all so bad wanting to surround himself with fellow like-minded intelligent people ?? if the qualifications for such predominantly fit the slytherin students then draco would argue it’s worth the rest of the student body to work on. silver-tongued with an ability to drip honey when he so chooses, draco puts an effort toward friendships he sees value in. while he may not agree with the blood purity beliefs of his father, the malfoy name still means something and has a legacy that he must uphold. draco views each interaction as a chess game, unafraid to do what he must to achieve the best possible outcome for himself. a true slytherin to the core, draco believes the end justifies the means.
wanted connections:
slytherin squad: pretty self explanatory but any fellow slytherins who can tolerate draco being a primadonna half the time and overall, they’re his closest friends. these people are whose opinions matter most to draco
someone he tutors: pretty self explanatory but in the case that they’re not a slytherin i can’t promise that draco will be the most sunshine and rainbows tutor. it could be whichever professor suggested draco as their tutor and while the two necessarily would rather Not be working together, they are. his patience runs thin on a good day so he may not be the most encouraging during their sessions.
an ex fling: your muse was one of the few people that draco tolerated and ended up enjoying being around enough that they ended up involved. it could be a mere friends with benefits situation, casual hookup, or even maybe they briefly dated, but whatever it had been it was short lived. whether they ended on good or bad terms can be discussed
anyone who’ll be subjected to draco being a twat: pretty self explanatory bc draco thinks the sun shines out of his own ass, so your muse who gets the brunt of his snarky comments and condescending attitude. very much so could call him out which could be fun, or they could roll their eyes and not give him the validation of responding.
sibling-like relationship: seeing as draco was brought up as an only child, he’s never known what it was like to have someone that he views as close as his mother. so your muse could be someone that draco grows to enjoy their presence and views them as a sibling that he never had and cares about how they’re doing and if there’s anyone he needs to hex for them.
enemies w sexual tension: like draco with most of the hogwarts population, the two of them do not get along and your muse is one of the few who call draco out on his shit when he’s being a twat. mayhaps there’s some underlying sexual tension that neither wish to address but can pick up on regardless. does something come of it ?? who knows !!
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