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A black thread opened, revealing the snake's mouth. The black flesh of
its insides scared Draco, sinking him into a tremendous shortness of breath.
His muscles tensed. His half-open mouth was static, he had forgotten to breathe
for seconds, when he remembered, the black mamba had already struck his face.
In moments, Malfoy had a spasm in his bed, his dry throat managed to contain a
cry of astonishment. Draco's gaze flickered across the room, looking for
someone. Here were alone.
He tried to support himself by curling up on the bed, bringing his hands up to
his head. His mark on his left arm looked at him, disgusted by the attitudes
and dreams that Draco began to have after being marked.
He felt guilty, ashamed for his actions, but mainly for always feeling that his
house was to blame for everything.
Slytherin.
Could a Malfoy feel ashamed for the house that has welcomed his family for so
many generations? Perhaps that was one of the reasons why one of the deadliest
snakes were trying to kill him every night in his dreams. For Draco it was not
fear anymore, it was shame, as he had always thought they were noble and
majestic.
His house was supposed to mirror his decisions, but Draco couldn't agree with
many. To the point that, at that moment, he no longer saw his own nature.
Draco was not bad. Draco didn't think his home was — or needed — to be mean.
Draco would never choose that house if he knew all the suffering he would
experience, but even less would change it.
He knew that there, and only there, he felt welcomed even if some of his
colleagues chose such a cruel path, which, for Draco, did not reflect even half
of what the real Slytherin was.
The Slytherin he wanted
to be.
Draco is a character so psychological complexed, because of it I always like to read about him. The way you described his feelings and movements were very well written.
ResponderExcluirThe text is fluid, easy to feel what the words are meaning. Congrats <3