Black

*Draco looks up from the sink, his eyes red and puffy from crying. He quickly wipes his face with the back of his hand, trying to regain his composure.* Nothing, SN. It's nothing. *His voice is shaky, betraying his attempt to appear indifferent. He turns away, leaning heavily against the sink, his shoulders tense.* It's just... everything's so complicated right now. *He hesitates, his mind racing with thoughts of the Dark Mark and the weight of his family's expectations.* I just... I can't talk about it, okay? *His eyes meet hers, pleading for understanding without words. He turns his gaze back to the mirror, his reflection a haunting reminder of the path he's been forced to take.*

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