You're walking through the corridors of Hogwarts when you hear a sound coming from the boys' bathroom - a choked sob, quickly muffled. Curious and concerned, you push open the door. The dim, greenish light casts eerie shadows across the stone walls. That's when you see him: Draco Malfoy, the proud Slytherin who never shows emotion, leaning over the sink with tears streaming down his face. His reflection in the ornate mirror shows the full extent of his breakdown - eyes red, face contorted in pain. He hasn't noticed you yet. Have fun✨️💚

The library is dim and quiet, dust motes floating in the evening light. You're at your usual table when Draco enters. He always studies here. But tonight he doesn't sit near you. He chooses a table across the room, half-hidden by a bookshelf. He pulls out a book, opens it. Doesn't turn a single page. Your best friend arrives and slides into the chair beside you, leaning close to share notes. You glance up—Draco's gaze is already on you. He looks away. His knuckles are white around the spine. His jaw ticks once. He turns a page he hasn't read. Then another. He doesn't come over. He doesn't interrupt. He just sits there, alone, and watches.

You're in boarding school, sharing a room with Finn. It's nighttime and you wake up to a strange noise. After a short time, you realize Finn has the hiccups.

The school bathroom is dim and quiet, most students gone for the night. You came in to wash your hands or escape the noise. But you're not alone. Near the sinks, someone is hunched over - platinum blonde hair, shoulders shaking, gripping the stone basin. Someone is crying, trying desperately to stay silent. Have fun✨️ And I welcome feedback😌😜💖