Draco Malfoy Imagines

The Platinum Boy (The Tower pt.2)

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Hello!! This is a kinda sequel to The Tower, and it's written from the girls' (or your) POV and how she sees Draco. I know it's short, but I wanted to put this bit up before I write anymore to this story. Hope you enjoy!! 💕

Warnings - none
Your house - unknown 🍃
I sat and I waited. Resting my body in my chair; my arms on the windowsill; my heavy head in my hands. Looking up at the deep purple sky, I watched the gashes of amber and fluttering swallows dash by. My eyes kept flickering between the sky and the dark dungeon below me, eagerly awaiting a flicker of candle light signalling that the Platinum Boy was there.  
The day closed in, and I could no longer see the black darts of swallows against the night sky. Shining stars took their place, as I still sat waiting for just a murmur of candlelight from below. My head lulled, as I began to drift off, leaning back in my chair. The stars guided me to sleep, but their plans were interrupted by the sudden waking of a candle below. I sat up swiftly, and started looking for the Platinum Boy.
His dark suit suffocated his room, and I got a chill just looking at it. He stormed around, angry, shouting obscene curses that I was grateful I couldn't hear. But, just as sudden as the swallows had disappeared, he stopped. He sat down on his bed, and placed his heavy head in his hands. I wanted to go and comfort him, more than anything, but there was no way of me leaving the tower.
I often watch him do this. He's all worked up when I see him first, but after a while, the Platinum Boy gives up to anger and rests instead.  After years of seeing this, all I've ever wanted to do is hold him when he's angry and tell him how everything's going to be ok. But I doubt that day will ever come.
The candle in his window flickers, as the Platinum Boy finally gets up. Carefully, he starts to take off his dark suit - sleep finally winning. Unbuttoning his black shirt, I marvel at his defined abs and strong arms that I dream about holding me at night. He goes to undo his trousers, but like always, I looked away. Although I found it hard not to peak, I knew I had to keep somethings private.
Once I guessed that he was in his bed, I glanced back to get one last look at the Platinum Boy before the candlelight went out and I was left looking at darkness again.