Written for The Golden Snitch; Through The Universe!
South, Castelobruxo!
2. Ablation- [setting] Malfoy Manor
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Draco Malfoy ran through another hall, followed by going down another hall once again. His small feet pounded against the marble as he continued running. He felt the wind in his short hair, the crisp scent of leather and his mothers perfume permeated the air.
Draco ran for fun, most of the time, sometimes he ran from his friends. Sometimes he just ran for the simple act of doing something … anything.
Now, however, Draco was running out of fear, out of survival, out of the basic need to get to the end and get to safety and get out of here. Draco no longer smelled leather and lavender, now he smelled blood, and sweat, and burning flesh.
He no longer only heard his own footsteps, but he heard the set of paws bounding behind him, gaining on him faster than he could advance.
He knew it would be over soon, but he just had to run … He just had to try, because he knew he was a lot of things, but he would not be slaughtered like a sheep. He would fight for his life.