Draco slept in his room, seeming peacefully upon silken sheets. The bed wasn't as sumptous as the Manor, but he had made arrangements here in this room to be suited to his tastes.

He turned to his side, and dreamed.

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Draco laid curled up on his side on the bed. Every so often, he twitched a little as the voices in his mind got louder, or visions appear, meancing shadows.
Coward
Liar
Bully
Traitor
Weak
Nothing
He whimpered a little again, and curled up further. The potion of Dreamless Sleep was long worn off and gone of course.

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverseIn the infirmary, Draco thrashed some in his sleep. In his broken mind, he was back at the top of the tower again ( Read more... )

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Once that you've decided on a killing
First you make a stone of your heart
And if you find that your hands are still willing
Then you can turn a murder into artDraco has been running for some time, fleeing through the woods. Curse them all! He was so close. He could have done it. But that damn old man, and his eyes... those eyes. The pleadings to ( Read more... )