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Draco walks the streets of muggle London when he just wants to be able to blend in and not be constantly recognized and ostracized by Wizarding London.
Even at night, when his darkest thoughts from the war come back to haunt him, he refuses to let the nightmares win. Instead he will walk the streets, focusing on his harsh breathing and the slap of his feet on the pavement. Anything to keep moving forward.