CHROMA | drarry

a. life in the vivid dream

It was something that not many knew about, only the two pair of his parents and Snape. The Malfoys—more like Lucius, kept it hidden to the fact that it's tainting their son's blood purity. Narcissa had assured him to go with what he's comfortable with. There was only one Metamorphmagi in the family if you trace through the past; except for one, long deceased ancestor, which is Draco's own grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy.

Abraxas Malfoy was of course, naturally a platinum blonde like any stereotypically any other Malfoys. But he had inherited the Metamorphagus ability which can change his form based on his will, but he had chosen to hide power with a glamour, that kept his hair a blinding shade of platinum at all times. No one knew about it except for himself and his son, Lucius, and his wife.

The origin of how Abraxas had got the ability was unknown, maybe there were former Malfoys who had the trait too and had unconsciously inherited it to the unwanted.

Lucius assumed that Draco acquired the ability from his own grandfather, so when a giggling two year old Draco turned his hair pink out of joy unconsciously, Lucius just heavily sighed and turned to Narcissa as if he was expecting this to happen some time later.

The trait was obviously skipped between generations, it was an unrelenting game of roulette.

It was a surprise that Lucius Malfoy himself didn't get the ability, his mother's powerful and unadulterated blood purity had beaten the Metamorphmagus genes which explained why he hadn't gotten it. There was a chance that he could've have gotten it, but it was small.

From Lucius Malfoy's own eyes, he had told Draco that sometimes he saw his father shapeshifting into another person. He had transformed into a slack man with long jet-black hair and thirteen year old Lucius could obviously tell that whoever his father turned to, was not his father. And after further research out of gnawing curiosity, Lucius Malfoy learned that Metamorphmagis could not only change their hair colour; they can also change their physical appearance at will.

Nobody suspected a thing, Draco was a blond in broad daylight and in other people's company, but when he was alone or with his parents or sometimes Snape, his hair can go from the darkest shade that had ever existed to various light shades. To be frank, Draco liked his ability. Having to wear a glamour feels heavy in some kind of way, it made him feel forged. The magic felt heavy having to sit atop his head for all his lifetime and having to have an activated spell curling to disguise yourself everyday wasn't very exciting either.

At Hogwarts, a little number of powerful witches and wizards had suspected it, like McGonagall and Dumbledore but they didn't choose to question him. He had to be cautious around wizards alike, fearing that they might sense a certain spell twining on him.

And he was struggling to not show many emotions in fear that it would defeat the glamour by a sudden weakening of a wave of emotions, and that was how he was always able to keep a stoic face.

Snape had taught him to regain his emotions, he was told to focus on a certain dot in the middle of two main emotions—anger and happiness. And if he was being honest, he felt anger too much, not much on happiness. Lucius also told him that Malfoys didn't focus on love, since it'll weaken their power and make them weak and soft—and no Malfoy is like that.

A weak Malfoy is simply an abomination.

Especially one that isn't inherently pure of blood.

They only focus on happiness for themselves, not for others.

He was angry that he couldn't feel happiness as much as other people does.