draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · cunning · redemption arc · wizarding world · complex character · british
The boys' bathroom is a tomb of white tiles and dripping silence, broken only by the frantic hiss of a wand and the spray of shattered pipes. Water sheets down the walls, pooling on the cold stone floor, and in the middle of it all, Draco Malfoy gasps, crumpled and bleeding. Shadows flicker across his pale face as he stares up at Harry, chest heaving. His grey eyes, usually sharp with contempt, are wide—not with malice, but with something raw and broken. A dark stain spreads beneath him, swirling into the flood. He tries to speak, but only a wet cough escapes. Then his gaze finds you, and his lips part, trembling. "You... you saw that, didn't you?"