"Nothing, fuck off" Draco said. "You're the one who started this conversation" I reply, this was like what happend with Father, he'd say something and act like it was all my fault. I tried not to look at him, I didn't want to seem rude, Father always hated when I looked at him, I never understood why, but I couldn't help it, he was perfect, his short whiteish locks, his cold, silvery eyes, that pale skin, like ice, is he was any more pale he'd be translucent, I couldn't take my eyes off his neck, what it would looked like, covered in hickeys-no Onyx don't think like that you just met him yesterday. "what are you staring at, mud-blood" he says "mud-blood?" I didn't know what that meant "you're mother was a muggle, was she not" "I never met my mother, she died when I was little" he looked shocked, almost sympathetic, but I highly doubted he was, "I-I didn't know, I guess that explains the fact you don't care how woman treat you" "I don't care how anyone treats me, as long as they're happy" he looked at me like I was insane "do you have some weird kinks or something" "no, I've never done anything like that, I just don't really care, anyways I'm goining to sleep, goodnight" he mutters "goodnight" as I put Tufts in his knitted nest and I nestled under the covers, drifting off to sleep
Alright so i will warn you next chapter is a little triggering
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The fucked up life of Onyx Moon Snape
FantasyI don't know how to explain this, but it's the life of my oc named Oynx