Draco opened his eyes, then closed them again.
The room was too bright, the light shining from someone's hand blinding. He held up a scarred, calloused hand to blot it out.
When the woman holding the light saw that Draco was awake, she immediately lowered the light. Draco? she asked. Draco didn't answer. I was afraid I had lost you! the woman exclaimed, throwing her arms around him.
It hurt, and Draco squirmed away. He didn't like this world, it was too loud, too bright. He wanted the darkness again, wanted that beautiful, mysterious color.
Green.
He wanted the boy connected to it.
Draco drifted away once again.
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Poisonous Dreams √
Fanfiction(A Drarry Fanfiction) After the battle of Hogwarts, Draco is broken. No magical doctor or spell can heal him, because it's not his body that's broken. It's his heart. Draco doesn't know why. He doesn't understand these feelings. But he starts to onc...
