Draco and you have been married for some years now. After the war was over, you moved to the States, closing a chapter you never wanted to open again. He focused on his business while you did modeling and started your own fashion line. Everything seems perfect, a penthouse in the city, stable income and an amazing husband. But recently Draco started to work more and more. He’d spent hours at the company, coming home later and getting up early, missing dinner’s and dates.

It’s one of those days again. You’re waiting outside, dressed in a beautiful dark blue dress, for Draco to come pick you up. It’s your monthly dinner today, an evening you always spend together. He never missed it before, but ten minutes turn into 20. And 20 into 40. You call him but no one picks up. After waiting for an hour, you let his driver drive you to his company building. It’s a huge skyscraper. After driving up the elevator and getting to his floor, you see him at his desk working.