Draco Malfoy fic in a Hogwarts universe where Voldy doesn't exist and everyone is alive and well.
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𝙒𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙇:
Somebody who is the reason for your happiness; a soulmate; a forever lover.
Somebody you find yourself thinking about constant...
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DEVIL'S IN TOWN
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Sitting alone in the Great Hall for breakfast, my mind was adrift. Floating. Serene. I felt good. I felt calm. I was buzzed-but it made me feel feathery light and worry-free. The pills made me stable. Numb, but stable.
Enzo Silvius slid into the seat across from me, smiling adorably. "Good morning."
I lifted my gaze from the bowl of cereal I swirled my spoon around in. "New boy."
He quirked an eyebrow. "It's Enzo, actually."
I laughed breathily. "So you say."
He leaned over the table, his hands folded in front of him. "What's your name? You never did introduce yourself."
Godric, he looks kissable. Plump, beautiful lips.
But oh, Draco.
Draco, Draco, Draco.
Oh, how many nights I laid beside that boy and wanted to devour him whole.
He dances silently in my heart. All the time.
I couldn't think about another boy without Draco crossing my mind. I could acknowledge Enzo's attractiveness, anyone with eyes could. But he was a mere speckle in the sky while Draco was the whole galaxy.
"Elysia Ambrose." I held out my hand which Enzo took in his larger, warmer one. He shook my hand for far longer than he needed to, not letting go when he should have.
"Elysia. I like that. Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." He grinned.
I liked the way it sounded rolling off his tongue.
With a mind that was hazy, I laughed awkwardly as I pulled my hand away from his. "You've got quite the lines, Lorenzo."
He shrugged nonchalantly. "Only for those who enrapture my mind."
Soon, Hermione, the Weasleys and Harry joined us. They were quick to get into conversation with Enzo, telling him all he needed to know about Hogwarts-classes, professors, weekends at Hogsmeade.
"He meowed," Ron mused, telling Enzo about my little prank on Snape. "He actually started meowing."
I rolled my eyes, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah and he almost killed me for it."
"A true Gryffindor." Hermione laughed. "Although, I would never be able to muster enough bravery to pull something like that on Snape."
"Fuck-you." I hissed the words out to Samel, my voice croaking. His lips curled in a sinister smirk. "A true Gryffindor you are, I see."
