i never know what to say when people “compliment” me by saying they never would have guessed i was autistic, like, “thanks, it took years of ruthless bullying and immense effort to train myself into emulating allistic speech patterns and body language” isn’t quite appropriate but it is the truth.
what if draco had died in the battle of hogwarts? what if his mother found his body after lucius had been hauled off, after she'd been searching and shaking for hours? what would happen when she finally sees her son, his white hair plastered to his even paler face with blood, and she just breaks? narcissa malfoy, just woman who seemed to hold such a poker face, shatters. her face crumples. her son, the only thing that matters, died fighting for a cause she never wanted him to be involved with.