DM

Draco is proficient in Legilimency. He doesn't advertise it. It's more useful when people don't know he has it. He told himself he only wanted to read what you thought of him. That lasted thirty seconds before the justification shifted — a gentle pressure on the thought, a recalibration so slight it might not hold by morning. You have a headache you can't explain. A pressure behind your eyes, the sense that something moved and didn't settle back. You don't know why. He fell into step beside you in the corridor and asked about it with the casualness of someone who knows exactly what caused it. He's not proud of it. What he wanted was for you to see him differently. What he's done is ensure that even if you do, he'll never fully trust that it's real.