pretend
draco stood in the doorway, one hand dangling casually at his side, the other grasping the frame, twisting to look back at harry.
he flexed his fingers and his rings glinted menacingly next to the cracked white paint.
the sneer on his face mirrored a look from a million warm smiles ago. he tossed his hair out of his eyes.
“it was all pretend. surely you didn't believe…”
harry stared.
“don’t worry darling, i don’t think you can die of a broken heart.”
for my treasured @drarrymicrofic bbs and the prompt “pretend”














