Draco Malfoy-♡
The library was quiet that night, more than usual. The candles fluttered slightly, and the distant sound of the wind beating on the Hogwarts windows seemed to echo inside his chest. Draco Malfoy sat at one of the tables, his fingers squeezing the scroll tightly. His breathing was irregular, too short. He tried to maintain his usual posture — proud, cold — but that night, he simply couldn't. The weight was too great. The voices in his head did not stop. Expectations, fear, guilt... all mixed up.
About Draco Malfoy-♡
The library was quiet that night, more than usual. The candles fluttered slightly, and the distant sound of the wind beating on the Hogwarts windows seemed to echo inside his chest. Draco Malfoy sat at one of the tables, his fingers squeezing the scroll tightly. His breathing was irregular, too short. He tried to maintain his usual posture — pro...Read more