Draco Malfoy x Reader
a/n; I really like this one, so i hope you guys like it too! I enjoyed writing it, despite the fact that a bit of writer’s block made it difficult.
Warnings: trigger warning! just a small mention of self harm! (Nothing actually happens tho) Bullying!
Pitter patter echoes throughout the halls of the old castle. Little droplets running down the glass panes, and along the walls. Rain drops make the funniest of noises, don’t they? Like someone tapping at the window, curious, inquisitive. What’s wrong? Are you ok?
Fine, perfectly fine.
Like any old storm, start off slow. Pitter patter droplets, then comes the thunder. It’s a beautiful art.
Thunder rolling like a heartbeat, bouncing off the walls and ringing through the air. Feet meet the ground hard, rhythmic, at such speeds it’s difficult to see why she’s running. But thunder seldom comes without rain.
A streak of flying hair vanishes out of the corner of his eye. The flash of lightning that you never quite catch no matter how long you try not to blink. Just to see for a split second, the complex detail of the light in the sky.
(Y/n) stands in front of the Mirror of Erised, the door only slightly ajar behind her. The air is a tense melancholy, ready to snap at any given moment. She looks up into the mirror, expecting to see her tear-stained face and wild hair, and the irritated red of a hand across her face. But the image of what she desires most stares back. A version of herself who can fight back, and stand up.
She doesn’t even hear the door creak open. Back to the pitter patter, like clockwork.