Jan 29, 2006 23:01
Draco laid curled up on his side on the bed. Every so often, he twitched a little as the voices in his mind got louder, or visions appear, meancing shadows.
Coward
Liar
Bully
Traitor
Weak
Nothing
He whimpered a little again, and curled up further. The potion of Dreamless Sleep was long worn off and gone of course.