you're nobody until somebody loves you
A HariPo drabble collection
by mew-tsubaki
- ^-^3
She had to have him.
It wasn't just the name—Black—or his looks—porcelain white—or his background—Wizarding aristocracy—that sealed the deal for Druella Rosier. It was the fact that he was a change of pace, a breath of fresh air, a new take on the old pureblood ideals.
Cygnus was her ideal.
And, through painstaking patience, preparation, needling her parents, it turned out that arranged marriage could be held in the hands of its victims. Druella made sure of that.
She would also make sure that Cygnus would be in her hands. She was his ideal.