#♛➺ Annabelle⠀。゜ ⠀ ☆ ── { misunderstccd }

[slytherintragedy]

✩༺♥༻✩ ━ ❝"  what the hell is wrong with you?  ”❞

✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Annabelle }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ @misunderstccd ❫

Icy hues flickered towards the female, lips curving downwards at the words. What the hell was wrong with him indeed, which to be honest -- everything. Draco was a bloody mess right now and he was spiraling downwards faster than a supernova. It was unsettling in many ways but there was nothing he could do about it, nothing anyone could do about it. Not that many actually a fuck, so what did it matter to Annabelle? Malfoy truly didn't know but he knew that Windsor had a heart of purest of gold and didn't mind showing it, so rare for a Slytherin. So with a soft audible sigh, the Slytherin shifted his weight before he simply shrugged. ❝Everything and nothing at all but what's it to you?❞

[slytherintragedy]

At Annabelle's words, a soft snicker that lacked any real mockery escaped his throat. It wasn't like she was wrong or anything because she was right, he wasn't the one to share his feelings or show any emotion. After all Draco despised being vulnerable in front of anyone, hated being weak because that would make him even more of a disappointment to his father. But Malfoy was more than aware that Winsor wasn't the type to hold it against him or share what's meant to be private. She truly didn't fit the Slytherin house reputation but it wasn't like the sorting hat made many mistakes, yet he almost felt bad that she had to deal with all the bullshit that came with being sorted into this house. Like once you are in it, you are expected to be bad or something. Tsk, the people spreading the negative rumors are the horrible ones if one were to ask him. But they didn't, she didn't. She asked what was wrong with him because apparently it was obvious lately that something was wrong. How tragic was that? He couldn't even manage to hold it together anymore, like bloody hell. Honestly he was slipping farther down the hole of depression, actually he was drowning in it but he didn't even know how to ask for help. Especially to someone who seemed to genuinely care about his well being, despite how mean he was to her. Maybe it was his pride speaking or maybe it was because he was skeptical but he wanted to tell her to get lost and stop caring so much about him because he was a lost cause. Yet instead he simply bit down on his lip and slumped against the wall.

❝Has anyone ever told you that you are way to pure for this world, little miss fairy princess?❞ Draco inquired, procrastinating on actually giving Annabelle the satisfaction of being the one person he opened up to. ❝But you are right, I despise showing any emotion and I certainly don't talk about my feelings. One could say showing vulnerability makes you weak, being weak makes one pathetic. But maybe I'm already pathetic, after all that's what Saint Potter and that know it all Granger would say I am.❞ Malfoy remarked, rolling his eyes towards the end before sighing once more. ❝However.. I'm very much aware that whatever I let you witness or let you know, you would probably take it to your grave than use it against me. Which is what makes you way too pure for Slytherin house but I sincerely thank you for it. I just don't know how to trust enough to let someone in like that so you'll have to be patient with me. Until then, anything else would be preferred.❞ He admitted candidly. ❝How about we talk about you for a bit?❞

she watched him and despite how her question came off when she asked it, she meant well. she always wanted to help, no matter if he was an asshole toward her or anyone else, she wanted to help him. that's the type of person she was and hopefully, it's how she'll remain later on in life. her tongue darted out to moisten her lesser lip, her greater one alike as she folded her arms over her chest, her dark hues never faltering from him. ❝ look, i know you're not one to share your feelings and show emotion, but you know that if you do show it and share it with me, i won't use it against you like anyone else would. ❞ she pointed out with a tilt of her head. ❝ or if you don't want to share or show anything, i can just stay here with you and we can sit or stand in silence if that's what you want rather than to talk. ❞ she added on.