There are no words for how a certain pale haired boy is feeling towards the one and only 'chosen one'.
The wars over.
Friends are gone.
Lives are destroyed.
So why does it seem like Draco's is just starting?
There are no words for how a certain pale haired boy is feeling towards the one and only 'chosen one'.
The wars over.
Friends are gone.
Lives are destroyed.
So why does it seem like Draco's is just starting?
❝ if I knew that i'd end up with you then I would've been pretended we were together. ❞ She stares at me, all the air in my lungs stuck in my throat.
I'm making sure i'm not wasting
one...