Photo-Drabble: Red
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Today's photo was taken yesterday and sort of has a remembrance feel to it.
Photograph Twelve - Red
Red
Autumn reminded him of Gryffindor.
Red robes against blue sky.
Gold of the Snitch just out of reach.
Black hair streaming in the breeze.
Green eyes fixed resolutely on their target.
Draco rested wearily on the wooden bench, his feet crushing the redness from fallen leaves like blood seeping into the damp soil.
He was tired.
Of running.
Of the blood staining his fingers.
Of nightmares that left him shaking with never-ending fatigue.
Leaves crackled. He looked up at black hair and green eyes fixed on their target.
“What do you want?”
Draco closed his eyes. “I want to sleep.”
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Today's photo was taken yesterday and sort of has a remembrance feel to it.
Photograph Twelve - Red
Red
Autumn reminded him of Gryffindor.
Red robes against blue sky.
Gold of the Snitch just out of reach.
Black hair streaming in the breeze.
Green eyes fixed resolutely on their target.
Draco rested wearily on the wooden bench, his feet crushing the redness from fallen leaves like blood seeping into the damp soil.
He was tired.
Of running.
Of the blood staining his fingers.
Of nightmares that left him shaking with never-ending fatigue.
Leaves crackled. He looked up at black hair and green eyes fixed on their target.
“What do you want?”
Draco closed his eyes. “I want to sleep.”
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