Draco Malfoy Imagines

Arguments.

{Disclaimer- Mentions of Rape.}
{Based off of Anthony Boyle's performances of Scorpius on Broadway.}

I had been running errands the keep the house on its toes because I did not believe in using maids of house elves but what can I say?- I mean I married Draco Malfoy so I can not wish for everything.

I was shopping for the house, myself as well as Draco and cleaned the whole house because his father bettered me to be a housewife like Narcissa and other Malfoy women were.

I mean I was completely against the idea and the fact that I had to be a housewife but arguing with Draco was not aloud almost because his father was further up than mine which I mean was true but like anyone took any notice to it- nor did anyone ever mention it so would it mater if I did not stick to their rules, but I guess I did as I had to do regardless.

Anyway I became a housewife and looked after the Manor- cleaning it almost everyday, if not everyday, and also mainly buying food, mainly alcohol, rather often because Draco drunk rather frequently which scared me, due to the fact that I had a secret to tell him.

My husband was out once again which was no surprise and I just assumed he was messing around with other girls because lately it felt like he cared less and less about me which as the lady who married into the Malfoy family makes me look foolish or in turn makes his family name worse because he'll turn it on me and act like I was cheating- he had reminded me of that frequently when I even attempted to go out, so I do not.

He got home late and I was dressed in my usual sleep attire of lingerie and my robe because I was not waiting around for that arrogant selfish boy- I mean I always did and it never amounted to anything better.

I sighed as I walked from our shared closet to the bed of our room before I heard a break through the door downstairs and I instantly sighed again- like I did most of the time when he came back home from a highly intoxicated night out.

'Mmh- you better be wearing nothing when I come up.' He called out and I laughed as I could tell he was walking up the stairs faster and more angry- he was expecting me to oblique to him even in his drunk state which I do not even do when he is sober.

'Not happening asshole.' I shouted out as I made our bed and stood there waiting for him to break through the goddamn door- then he did.

He looked up at me and smirked and began walking towards me which made me uncomfortable because I was raped. When he started to get like this after he has had alcohol it just brought everything back to the two times I was raped. He understood this but he was not thinking straight while he was in this state.

'I mean that could also work.' He smirked looking me up and down as if I was a stripper for god sake which made me feel utterly uncomfortable about myself, about my husband and in my own house which should not happen under any circumstances because this should be my safe space and a place where me and Draco should be at home and comfortable.

'I'm sick of this- I'm sick of you coming home drunk and expecting me to be in the mood for sex, constantly. Well I am not Malfoy, fuck you.' I shouted looking him dead in the eye. He was inconsiderate, he knew exactly what happened to me because I opened up to him and trusted him but clearly he did not take any of on board at all- which hurts me because I really put all of my trust and explained such a traumatic event to him in confidence.

'Mmh- that is exactly what I want to do.' He smirked and walked toward me unbuttoning his shirt that he is required to wear as apart of his work uniform because he had decided to go straight to pub or club from work- which was clearly always the logical thing to do.

'No Draco.' I said as he got close enough and I pushed him away out of respect for myself because I needed to keep my pride and remain his wife out of the respect for him and me because I have something to tell him but I can not if he is being like this constantly.