Draco was sat there, staring at a cigarette between his fingers, he hadnโt done it muchโ but when he did, there was a reason.
He hadnโt had it lit yet, green eyes locked on it.
Draco rolled his eyes, landing his broom and taking a seat on the side of the pitch.
Heโd wait all night if it meant he didnโt have to cross paths with Giovanni again.
sheโs sending off a potion to heal @TAlNTEDSERPENT , with a note attached
โtake before bed, it makes you exhausted, all injuries will be healed over nightโ
Heโs currently in the Prefects bathroom cleaning himself up.
The sink definitely has blood spatters in it, and his hair is slightly bloodstained in some places.
Itโs fine. Heโs fine.
Until he inevitably gets a letter from his father. He knows itโs coming.