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barry had to admit that he was confused as to how and why he had arrived here. did he run a little too fast? not that he was going to dwell on it as heâd been in more unpleasant situations than these. it did bother him that he got seperated from his friends and family but maybe with a little luck, they would be here too. or so he hoped. he didnât feel like being alone again. spotting someone on the pier, the guy looked familiar, just a little more blonde than he was used to. a small smile appeared on the brunetteâs face as he walked closer. âno, you donât have to go. iâm just surprised to see you here. and you seem to have changed your look. did you want to look more cool or something, julian?â
a self-conscious hand smoothed down his wrinkleless dark clothes as the man commented on his outfit. âsorry?â he asked, looking for the other man to repeat himself, polished english accent shaping his words. âyouâve got me mistaken, iâm afraid. iâve been told i have one of those faces. my name is malfoy.â the wizard said. âdraco malfoy.â
â magic ?? â bobby shook his head. â itâs notâ uh, magic, â he said with furrowed eyebrows. he supposed that maybe people wouldnât know what mutants are and it wasnât like he didnât know what magic was. he knew a few sorcerers, himself. â itâs a good party trick, i suppose, â he smiled.Â
âif not magic, then what?â malfoy asked, raising an eyebrow. people were becoming odd around here and he didnât get it, and although he wasnât opposed to others abilities, he knew his magic was superior. âitâd make an entertaining drink, for sure. could certainly get the attention of a couple of... whoever. some attention.â
Hermione just arrived in this strange town. she wasnât she was supposed to be back in London preparing for the upcoming war. âThis isnât right she mumbles to herself walking near the ocean. âUmm no youâre fine, wait Malfoy?â
the young woman had surprised him, but it was nice to hear an accent he could connect with. with a curt, polite nod, he moved over so they could share the space evenly. âyouâre sort of familiar, iâm terribly sorry -- where would i know you from?â draco asked, folding his arms neatly behind his back.
âDaphne,â she said, pointing to herself. âYou are having some memory problems are here? Guess thatâs to be expected given that most of the city is having the same problems in one why or another. But we go to school together. We were in the same year so we have met. Like from when we were 11 to now.â
her tone wasnât appreciated, and suddenly draco wasnât interested. he didnât care where sheâd known his name or why had this story about their childhood, and instead, he stepped back. he spoke with a frown. âsorry. i donât have the foggiest on who you are. you mustnât have had much of an impact.â
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Chris had found a place to get up his potions. He had finally found a spell to help people bring their memories back. He had started with a girl in the cafe but now word has spread that it works. He looked up when someone knocked on the door. âCome in.â
heâd thought it was a lie. malfoy couldnât believe that somebody could just whip up a potion and memories would return to them. and what were these memories? his visions? his nightmares? his delusions? draco swallowed hard and pushed open the door. âgood afternoon.â the blond said with a stiff politeness. whilst he had magic in his blood, he was uncertain of this. âyouâre not quiet about this miracle, are you?â
Daphne caught sight of him. âMalfoy,â she called out. The two werenât close. She was friends with Pansy but that didnât mean that her and Draco were buddies. Even more so when they were both pulled into death eater stuff by their families.
a few people had seemed to know him, but he couldnât return the favour. this was one of those cases. raising an eyebrow as he turned, draco saw a dark haired young woman beside him. however, people knew his name; everybody knew the malfoy name around here. âah. may i help you?â he asked, sighing. âiâm not sure weâve actually met.â
Alecto had always loved the water, and wanted to watch it. It was calming and she hoped her memories would start to make sense. She decided to go to the pier to have some time to herself, all of this interaction with people was tiring her out. Her fake memories were really bothering her, and she hoped sheâd start to get her real memories back soon. âDonât worry, itâs fine. You donât need to go. You can if youâd like, itâs your choice.â
draco had honestly expected the woman to ask him to leave. when she had invited him to share the pier with her, it was a pleasant surprise. forgoing his lack of want to socialise right now, he moved aside so she had more room. with a polite nod in thanks, draco turned back to the water. âi like the water today. itâs calm.â he wished he was. âare you having a rough day, too?â draco ventured.
TO say that she had bittersweet emotions toward this town would be an understatement, not truly knowing up from down but certainly enthralled by the MYSTERY of it all. Some days it felt like home and other days it felt like a foreign land that she had ACCIDENTALLY washed ashore upon. Jogging helped her to clear her mind, preferring the beach on COLD and gloomy days such as this where the sky was still making up its MIND as to whether or not it wanted to pour out rain. Blue hues spot a familiar blond in her path, jogging up to him before bending over slightly to catch her breath, giving a shake of her head, âNoâŚJust in case I die from my lungs explodingâŚI need a witness.â Licking her lips and wiping at her brow before straightening up, âNo offense but you look like the SADDEST boy in all of the land out here.â No judgment laced within her tone just pure observation, âWant to throw rocks off the edge of the pier with me?â It reminded her of a dream that she used to do as a little girl with two other small children that looked almost EXACTLY like her. Siblings that she was QUITE certain that she had imagined seeing as she was nothing more than an ORPHAN.
dominique was a dear friend of his, really. theyâd grown up together in this town and he hadnât had many genuine friends here, but she had always been around. draco and dom -- they were a pair, unlikely but inseparable. âexcuse you, i donât look like the saddest boy alive. i am the saddest man alive. itâll do you well to remember it.â he told her with mock snobbery, before patting her back. bless her and her runs, really; heâd been fortunate enough to be born with the perfect physique -- though he loved soccer, he couldnât rule out all physical activity -- but he could never join her on her runs. not when she ended up so sweaty and flushed. but the rock skipping sounded nice, and with a secure nod, he smiled at her as best he could manage. âof course, dom. whatever you like.â
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alone. if draco malfoy had ever felt one emotion, it was the stinging, swallowing depths of loneliness. standing on the pier as the ocean rocked beneath him, he sighed; malfoy thought he had lived here his whole life, but his strange dreams and false memories were starting to feel more real as days went by and strange people turned up. magic burned at his fingertips. at the sound of footsteps approaching, malfoy turned. as much as loneliness bothered him, he didnât really want to speak to anybody right now either. âpardon me. shall i go?â
â i was THINKING about working atâ or starting and ICE CREAM or FROYO shopâŚÂ â ( did people still like froyo ?? ) â but the IRONY might just be too much, â bobby chuckles, his hand turning into PURE ICE. thatâs one way to get someoneâs attention.Â
the blond watched in mild enjoyment as the manâs hand turned to ice. âwonderful thing, magic. what spell is that?â draco asked, reaching out a curious hand of his own to feel just how cold it was, before remembering himself. he pulled his hand back a little awkwardly. âmost amusing, i must say.â
fingers tap a constant rhythm against the table. thereâs a coffee near him and a notebook in front of him with very neat notes. his tapping is interrupted when the stranger comes closer and he canât help but flinch, tapping out the new rhythm three times before returning to the one he had been doing before. thereâs a spare glance to make sure the coffee shop is actually full before stanley looks up at the stranger. âyou can sit if youâd like. iâm not saving that seat for anyone.â
âare you sure?â the crisp, smooth english accent asked softly. it was far too early to be anything but sleepy and grateful, but being rude was something he didnât plan on being. draco sat slowly, eyeing the stranger, not wanting to disturb him too long. âthank you. itâs too early to do anything, just yet, and fighting for a seat was not a priority.âÂ
    â   it is exceptionally lonely, being draco malfoy. i will always be suspected.    â
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* ÂŚ TOM FELTON DRACO MALFOY you have finally arrived. tell me, did you JUMP on your way here? ohh, i see, i think you come from HARRY POTTER, isnât that right? itâs nice to know that you have a PERSONALITY GLITCH.
hello !! iâm holly, and this is draco. below the cut are some headcanons. these will be updated accordingly. please LIKE this post if youâd like to plot !!
( see dracoâs about form HERE )
ah, my sad son. currently remembers nothing after the battle, which is a big mess in his head.
abused as fuck by his dad
anxiety club president
as gay as the day is long, but couldnât shame the malfoy name, so he was forced into the closet
was forced to do most things, actually, to protect the family name
( donât get it twisted though, he would LOVE his son and think fondly enough of his wife, should he ever be forced to have either in whatever universe, but it would not be a marriage of love for him )
literally nobody but blaise knew he was gay, and only bc he caught draco having a full panic attack about it thanks to pansyâs affections
uses arrogance and smugness as self-defenceÂ
honestly just guilty and full of self-loathing
in terms of his glitch, draco is has memories that should mean he grew up around this town, but has distinct memories of growing up at hogwarts. heâs a little confused, but heâs got magic still. and a dark mark tattoo, but the location services on it doesnât work anymore.
anything that happened to him during the time he became a death eater come back to him in the form of nightmares
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