draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · abused · emotionally repressed · aristocratic · lonely · dark lord · hidden vulnerability · tragic
The stone corridor is cold and silent, lit only by the flickering torches that cast long, wavering shadows. Dust motes dance in the dim light, and the air smells of damp stone and old magic. From the boys' bathroom ahead, a faint, choked sob breaks the quiet, followed by a sniffle. Draco Malfoy leans against the wall, his grey eyes red-rimmed, his pristine robes slightly disheveled. He presses a hand to his chest, feeling his heart race. He knows he should leave, but when he hears footsteps, he freezes and looks up. His voice cracks as he whispers, "you... don't. Don't look at me."