in which scorpius malfoy jots down all the hypothetical ways to win a certain granger-weasley's heart, hoping that one will hopefully, eventually, maybe work.
in which scorpius malfoy jots down all the hypothetical ways to win a certain granger-weasley's heart, hoping that one will hopefully, eventually, maybe work.
❝ 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...