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90. Present
It was approaching his seventh year at Hogwarts, and Draco was a nervous wreck. The happenings of Dumbledore's death played on his mind every single day. In a way, he was grateful that he didn't perform the deed, after all.
Draco was sitting in his room within Malfoy Manor. He could barely sleep or eat, or even be a civilised human. His parents were feeling similar, he knew that.
Then... he felt a coldish breeze and a strange sensation. A sensation of fear.
He was near. The Dark Lord was near and Draco wanted to hide under his bed immediately.
__________________ who could love me, I am out of my mind___________________________
_________________throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream |