Oct 16, 2022
Six Sentence Sunday: Dramione Edition
A hard shove brought Draco to his knees and face-to-face with a woman. Her dark curly hair was matted, her clothes were torn and dirty, and her mouth was open in a soundless scream. Green lightning struck inside his garden, white petals blasted across his vision before dissolving as his mental walls dropped completely.
He wanted to scream, to run, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t do this. He was not one of them.
A snippet from upcoming Chapter 14 of Resilience by @the-og-mkt and @kmd0107