✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ——— Harry is tired of being enemies with Draco. He has more important things to worry about—the most pressing of those being his real enemy, Voldemort, who is now at large.
Then Draco starts acting suspicious, and Harry wants to know the truth. He always tries to believe the best in people, but Harry is starting to wonder if there is any good left in Draco at all. ———✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
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A fair warning before you read: This story deals with heavy subjects such as suicide, self-harm, eating disorders, drug, and alcohol usage, panic attacks, and just generally a lot of angst. (There are more, but the list would go on for a while if I included them all, so be mindful.)
This tale is not for the faint-hearted so beware!
But do not fret. There are also fluff and heartwarming moments. I'm not a monster! Although, at times, you may think differently.
If you haven't clicked away by now (which I hope you haven't), please note that it starts a bit slow to introduce the characters and their dynamics.
Anywho, I hope you enjoy reading! Thanks :)
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Lost Memories // Drarry
Fanfiction"You're such a prick! I knew you hadn't really changed. You're just back to your old ways, torturing me." Harry can still feel Draco's hand around his arm. Their breath mingles as Harry's eyes rove around Malfoy's face. "You probably enjoy it too." ...
