Work Text:
Draco: a dragon conceived in thousands of fiery lights chasing the moon.
Malfoy: ice blonde hair, cool grey stare, the frozen mold he inhabits.
Quidditch: capturing the snitch in a blaze of glory. She watches.
Occlumency: shutters down, outwardly unbothered. Desires hidden deep within.
Dark mark: searing fiendfyre races along every nerve. Shackled to a madman. Hope of her lost.
Azkaban: creeping cold. Lonely, desperate, despairing. She too had been a prisoner. But for him, it's deserved.
He stands outside the courtroom, freedom secured.
“Draco,” Luna murmurs, arms outstretched. She's waited! Forgiven him! Heart aflame he steps into her embrace.