When you're a Black, you're given the world. When you're a Malfoy it belongs to your husband.

Loving someone who can never love you back may just drive you insane, plotting to kill someone may only kill yourself and when one force challenges another someones going to get hurt. *songfic*

When the world is in shambles you need something to hold onto, something to keep you sane. When people are not what they seem you need trust and companionship. I have this, yet as the world falls down inevitably so do we...