indie    hannah    abbott    from    the    harry    potter    franchise,    est.    2020. selective    &    private    /    mutually    exclusive.    written    by    malia,    23.

        he   isn’t   usually   around   these   parts   ,   if   he   were   to   have   the   choice   .   italy   has   become   his   home   ,   or   france   —   anywhere   to   run   away   from   the   past   .   but   narcissa   BEGGED   for   draco   to   return   ,   if   only   for   a   few   days   ,   to   see   her   PRECIOUS   CHILD   once   more   .   (   wealth   made   for   EASY   escape   ,   but   he   wouldn’t   DARE   turn   down   an   invitation   from   his   mother   )  

        draco   was   afraid   this   would   happen   —   running   into   former   classmates   .   yet   ,   he   ALMOST   surprises   himself   when   he   doesn’t   shrink   ,   but   instead   speaks   up   .   what’s   even   more   shocking   is   the   PLEASANT   reply   he   receives   .   breath   exhales   tension   in   his   shoulders   ,   relaxing   somewhat   .   gentle   smile   rests   on   porcelain   cheeks   ,   glancing   forward   toward   the   overhead   menu   ,   eclectic   ,   lively   .   ❛   they   do   have   QUITE   a   selection   .   .   .   i’m   picking   up   drinks   for   my   MOTHER   ,   maybe   i   should   switch   things   up   today   .   ❜   (   certainly   oversharing   ,   but   what   could   that   hurt   )

he   smiles   and   suddenly   she’s   far   more   interested   in   him   than   the   studious   books   placed   in   front   of   her.         during   the   years   of   hogwarts,   the   two   had   never   truly   interacted   and   the   girl   had   barely   come   to   know   him.         all   she   had   learned   was   from   seeing   him   taunt   fellow   classmates,   catching   her   eye   during   quidditch   games   she’d   often   attend,   and   of   course   the   acts   that   had   caused   dumbledors   army   to   form   in   her   fifth   year.         seeing   him   act   warmly   was   something   that   surprised   her.         she   liked   that.

❝         IS THAT SO ?             ❞         she   queries   with   a   glint   of   a   curious   smile.         of   course   she   has   seen   the   way   slytherin   girls   had   swarmed   around   him,   however   she   didn’t   know   he   was   quite   aware   of   himself.         ❝          I   would   not   peg   you   as   the   romantic   type,   draco   malfoy.         but   i   suppose   some   girls  would   be   attracted   to   your          [ … ]         unique   charm.         ❞

glimmered   eyes   are   focused   now,   lips   purse   in   thought   as   brows   soften.             she’s   accustomed   to   the   platinum's   ROTTEN   attitude,   however   seeing   dark   shadows   grow   beneath   his   eyes   and   a   certain   shift   of   his   stance   causes   her   to   mellow   and   take   note   that   is   human   like   she   is.             even   if   his   actions   seemed   to   be   against   everything   she   stood   for.             a   hum   leaves   crimson   lips,   a   quaint   nod   given   before   she   speaks.             ❝             I   understand   that.             but   by   the   looks   of   it,   you   seem   to   not   be   taking   care   of   yourself.             ❞      she   pauses,   almost   coaxing   herself   to   prepare   for   his   aggression,   but   continues.      ❝             IT’S   okay   to   ask   others   to   help   you,   draco.          [ … ]          before   it’s   too   late.             ❞

A DISGUSTED SNEER spreads against his fair features, insult coloring pallid cheeks. Ever still , Draco’s retorts remain UNRELENTING. ‘ Bet I’m better than YOU. Should we find out, ABBOT ?? ’

‘ IS THAT WHAT mummy and daddy tell you to make you FEEL better, Abbot ?? Considering their daughter is in Hufflepuff, I suppose they have to find SOMETHING redeemable about you. You’re one step up from a mudblood , but is that REALLY something to be proud of ?? ’