Here’s a little things from the ff im currently trying to write, lemme know if you want less or more :
As he walked down the narrow cobblestone walkway to Knockturn Ally his mother tried to intertwine her soft, pale hands with his shaking ones. Draco hastily pulled his hand away and his mother took in a sharp inhale.
I can't show my weakness, mother, I have to be strong. I have to be strong for you like he never was.
They entered the shop, Bellatrix, Greyback, Narcissa and Draco, the dusty bell ringing above them. The shop keeper greeted them briefly, keeping his eyes downcast, his back slightly hunched and his voice somewhat stable.
At this point Draco was slamming his walls in place, cementing in every little crack those murderous emotions might slip through. His godfather, Severus Snape, had taught him occulemency in his fourth year and Draco hadn't lived a day without it since.
"Mister Malfoy, it- it's t-time" squeaked the shop keeper, pulling the now misty eyed Draco back into reality.
Bellatrix cackled and Greyback smiled. The atmosphere turned sinister and if Draco wasn't in his little box, he might have curled in on himself.