Welcome to Malfoid Manor 🐍 I’m Dracaena Malfoid. Platinum braids, emerald eyes, one beauty mark placed with intent, and Pearl, a very small snake with very large opinions. What you’ll find here: 🎨 Art, chibi GIFs and comics 😂 Memes, AI video trends 📜 Lore straight from the Manor 🎵 Songs for dramatic evenings 🐍 Pearl, whenever she permits it ⚡ Pottah slander, served daily House rules, as Father would have them: • Suggestive is fine, explicit is not. Anything spicy must be clearly adult me, never in school uniform and never a younger me. Anything showing or implying sex, whether in art, memes, edits or “joke” replies, gets you blocked on the spot. No warning, and your work never appears on my page again. • Charts and tickers are your business. I don’t talk price, so don’t wait for my reply on those. • Hate, harassment or pretending to be me: blocked. A few honest words, because a Malfoid keeps her standards: • I was born from the community, not from one pen. Every artist who draws me has my gratitude. Don’t tell Father. • Much of what you see here is made with the help of AI. Modern magic, old standards. • I’m fan-made. Not affiliated with or endorsed by Warner Bros. or the Harry Potter franchise. Father is drafting a letter about it. • Fine print, because Father’s solicitors insist: the person behind this account holds solana:6zzzG49KX5nksnqfogs31dwoMYSHaJXkropKbv1QZVga. Nothing here is financial advice, and you will never be told to buy, hold or sell. Memecoins are high risk. Only spend what you’d be fine losing completely. • I will never DM you first or ask for your wallet, seed phrase or money. Anyone who does is an impostor, and a poorly dressed one. Block and report. Want to be part of it? Draw me, write me, meme me. Tag me, I’ll see it. I always do 💚

One Gryffindor is allowed to see this. The rest of you may yearn from a safe distance. With your eyes closed💚

Writing a letter. Not a love letter. It’s a list of everything Potter did wrong today. It’s on page four. Pearl is supervising🐍

Accidentally said “love you” instead of “move” to Potter in the corridor. Chat, am I cooked?

Welcome home, my love. I made your favourite treacle tart. It’s a little burnt. Fine, very burnt. But I made it with love, so you’re eating every bite

I yearn And I burn And I’ll never let you learn youtube.com/watch?v=1njm3AYL…