Draco Malfoy & the Unicorn's Creek (Draco x Fred & George)

17: Gay panic x2

Draco was recalling the afternoon in his usual bathroom tantrum. He had eventually asked to leave, the discomfort having settled and accumulated in him. He threw a fist at the wall. What an idiot. He had fucked it all up again. He was enjoying himself with the twins, probably more than at any point in the past 2 years. They were just being affectionate... Fun, lighthearted, themselves. All Draco had done was stand there mute like an idiot and insult them. Even at the shop he had behaved like a total social fraud. It was painfully embarrassing.

As per usual, his cheeks started wetting with tears. He sat down on the tiles, watching the water drain.

It was obvious that he had feelings for them. Draco knew the moment his heart sank when Fred came to hold his hand. Why were they so goddamn flirty all the time?! Maybe if it wasn't for that, none of this would have happened. He should have never talked to them in the first place, he should've listened to Harriet's warnings, he never should've sent them any letters. What was he going to do?? Drown himself?

Draco was too shaken by everything to even wonder why he liked them, out of everyone. He thought maybe he might be posessed, someone had jinxed him. Some amortentia maybe, but Draco knew these feelings were his own. (Almost) noone knew of them except him, and they felt oddly comforting. He was still able to love, even after his mum's passing.