Draco Malfoy
Pencil

The room is plain, except for a mirror that seems to jump out at me.

I walk to it, but it fogs up when I reach it. I wipe it with my hand, only to have it condense
into blood. I scream in horror, trying to get the red liquid off of me. Unfortunately, my robes
are the only thing handy.

When I finally gaze into the glass, Father's face is leering out at me, mouthing 'You're mine'.
I yell, breaking the glass with my fist.

Suddenly, the pieces fly together. I look in the mirror again, and he laughs.

~

*blinks several times* okay... no idea where this came from. It's a dream, of course.