Draco gets caught reading horror novels by muggles and is sent to a camp for dark wizards who read that kind of stuff.
I had it in my mind for this to be told by Lily to Harry, though no names are mentioned. Inspired by Nathan Hale's last few words.
Draco is dead and it is said that his spirit haunts room 22 at the Leaky Cauldron. The diaries of people who have claimed to see him . . .
I think all I need to say is that Lily is the person telling the story, which is set to a poem/song I wrote.
I know, it's not that good, but I wrote this when I had a cold and couldn't get the count (Bram Stoker's Dracula) out of my head, so I guess that explains it. It's A Snape-fic, kind of crime/drama.