Harry: "The sky is a reflection of too many emotions, clouds cover its entirety, and there is only one small burst of light that bleeds through."
Harry: "The evening is coming, and it feels as if the whole world is thickly coated in grey—different shades of it depending where you look. To the South, the grey is almost transparent, boarding onto almost white or cream. To the North, the grey is opaque—consummingly dark.
Draco: "Has there been the first snow?"
Draco: "I, ever since I can first recall, have appreciated watching the world turn white, turn pure."
Harry: "What a Malfoy thing to say, always pure—toujours pur—are not you?"
Harry: "Yes, the first snow covered the land late yesterday afternoon. It was powdery and melted as fast as it came."
Draco: "Thank you, I pictured that."
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I'll Find You, Dray {A Drarry Story}
Fanfiction{REVAMPED & COMPLETED} What will happen when Harry recieves letters from his childhood enemy Draco Malfoy? Will he soon come to figure out the Slytherin is still in crippling danger? Will Harry be able to reach him in time?
