Hey! I'm not sure if people like this type of fic; here's my attempt at a sort of anguish – y and angst.
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One of the many guardians sent from the heavens to bless us.
Plummeted from paradise.
The rebel angel.
The fallen considered evil.
Satan, the devil himself; My Fallen Angel.
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Why are you doing this? What's the point? Are you crazy? You don't know what you're doing. You don't know him. They all told me. But I'll prove them wrong. I always do.
I noticed him a month ago,
.:: Flashback ::.
"Draco!" a kid ran up to him excitedly, revealing the treasure in his hands and beamed with pride.
The solemn and cold Slytherin grinned at the green robed boy and ruffled the youth's hair,
"A true Slytherin!" he congratulated, and the boy ran away; fixing up his hair and finding someone else to show off to.
It was then his façade shattered. The happy, joyful and strong character of the Head Boy and Prince of Slytherin vanished; so did the cold, menacing and conceited git. The only thing left was a silvery blonde shell. He looked completely empty. No emotions showed in his eyes. None.
.:: End of Flashback ::.
Bags were revealed underneath his eyes, if you got the chance to study his face hard enough. His perfect features are strained, the absence of any flicker of emotion was... disturbing.
It wasn't worth it; why bother? Why try? His eyes told me whenever I looked into them. Like the living dead. He no longer taunts me; no longer cares. He no longer mocks my friends. It is beneath him and he couldn't care less. He is still the command of Slytherin, the supreme ruler whom they all look up to.
But he was shattered.
I heard his father was locked away in Azkaban. War is taking its toll. Harry almost defeated all the Death Eaters, only for them to reveal their hidden emergency Port Key. Should've known it wasn't that easy.
Lucius was last in line to leave, making sure all his subjects were to leave before him. Such act from a Malfoy was so unexpected and rare it made you winder if he was up to something. Because of that he was caught and sent to Azkaban and the Dementors.
How was he managing without his father? Surely it wasn't that bad? I heard stories about the sadistic way Malfoys discipline their youths. Expectations and all the emotional and physical abuse needed to achieve them. I'd heard about different Pure Blood demands. Surely this wouldn't be something he would miss. Surely. But apparently not.
One more year and we'd all be out on our own. I have the order. I have a hero; Harry. I have the side that would win. I have my family.
He has nothing. One more year and I'd leave Hogwarts, but I'd never be completely alone. In less than a year, he'd be all alone. No one deserves that.
I've never noticed it before. I've never noticed him before.
Everyone was suffering.
Especially him.
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