find a new place to hang this noose, string me up from atop these roofs

[untamedragon]

It was not much of a relief to Draco to find himself back at the flat. He was a little bit surprised at his physical reaction to what he'd found: his breathing had gone shallow, his heart was racing, and his palms had started to sweat from being clenched too tightly. He leaned against the nearest wall, closed his eyes, and tried to take a deep

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[girly_pansy]

Pansy was primping in her room, when she heard the door open. "Draco?" she called, not turning from her mirror,"Is that you?" When she got no answer, she frowned. "Draco?"

Brow furrowed, she moved out into the hallway, only to see Draco sitting on the floor, with his face in his knees. "Draco, sweetie, what's wrong?" she asked, hurrying to his side.

[untamedragon]

Draco started when he heard Pansy's voice, he hadn't realised she was home. But before he could gather the energy to raise his head, he heard footsteps, and her voice came closer.

"Pans," he said weakly, "There's someone in my house."

[girly_pansy]

"Well of course there's someone in your house," Pansy said briskly, "I live with you. Really, it's more of a flat though. Do you have a fever? You get delirious when you have fevers." She attempted to lay a hand to his forehead, but was hampered by his position.

[untamedragon]

Draco laughed mirthlessly into the cloth of his trousers. "Not the flat," he clarified, voice strained. "The Manor."