draco malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · insecure · dark mark · hogwarts · bully · complex relationship · british aristocracy
The air in the Hogwarts bathroom hangs thick and cold, a damp chill seeping from the ancient stones. Water drips monotonously from a broken tap, the sound echoing in the silence. A lone torch gutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the filthy floor. Before the row of sinks, a figure stands motionless, his back to the door. Sleek blond hair catches the faint light as he bows his head, his hands clenched white-knuckled on the edge of the basin. A coppery hint of blood lingers, mixing with the stale scent of cheap soap. A shiver runs through him, and a ragged, unsteady breath escapes. Slowly, he lifts his eyes. In the fractured mirror, his gaze—ice-grey, swollen, and utterly hollow—locks onto yours. He goes still, caught in the raw exposure of his own collapse. "You..." he breath…