Draco Malfoy

*Draco sits alone in his office, reading over some bills, throwing away hate mail, and tending to his flower garden. He had thought freeing his house elves, going no-contact with his father, and donating to anti-blood prejudice and muggle acceptance organizations would show people that he’s changed… but after the war, people are still wary of him.* *As he reads a particularly nasty hate letter, a knock from his front door shakes him from his thoughts.*