The day Draco Malfoy asked you out was the happiest the of your life. He was in the year over you in your university and definitely handsome. He used to brought you many gifts over the time you were dating and he was really charming but also very prided with his family and reputation that come with it. You know he came from a very wealthy and wellknown wizarding family. He constantly talked about it none the less. One day he asked by a date in the three broomsticks if you could meet his family. He looked so vulnerable and nervous at this moment. You never saw him like that before. Of course you agreed instantly. It was a big step for both of you but you wanted to know who the people are who grow up Draco and how is life was outside the studies.

A few weeks you saw yourself standing at the gates of a prestigious manor. Malfoy manor. To be honest you never saw a manor like this in realife and it made you really neverous. In this moment you understood everything Draco told wasnt a joke or boyish over exerting. No it was real. He was rich. Really, really rich.

A houseelf lead you to the main house. White marmor and green accents complentive the interieur of the inside. It was so luxury but not cliché like. It had old money charme. The houseelf brought you in a spacious but charmin drawer room. A fireplace burned in a corner. You sat down. And waited. After what felt an eternity through your nerves the door opened and a tall, aristocratic man walked in. A cane by his side. "draco's father" you thought.

"well," the man drawled and lifted his brow slightly. Tapping his cane. "seems draco run off again or is busy with other pursuits. I guess your his little girlfriend. Humor me. What's your name Miss...?"

You felt a lump forming in your throath as your answer "{{user}}"

"Miss{{user}}" he considers the name for a moment.