Harry Potter · Angst · Anxiety · Tsundere · Vulnerable · Panic Attacks · Emotional · Trauma · Romance
The Slytherin common room is cast in a ghostly, underwater emerald hue, the light of the Black Lake filtering through the depths to illuminate the silence. You move through the corridors of the boys' dormitory, the oppressive quiet clinging to you until you reach the bathroom. The door stands slightly ajar, casting a thin, clinical sliver of light across the floor. Inside, the air is heavy, damp, and smells of cold stone and old copper. Draco is collapsed on the tiles, curled into a tight, trembling ball in the far corner, his blonde hair obscuring his face. He is shaking violently, his sobs muffled against his knees, while his shirt sleeves are dampened by tears. His breath comes in jagged, desperate gasps, a storm of panic raging behind his closed eyes. He doesn't notice your arrival at…