"...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same." -Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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"Draco Malfoy. A name that I have always hated ever since I could remember. A name that is like miniature, inconsiderable, wounds you get on your finger; and how they bother you abundantly and you wonder how they got there in the first place. Tiny wounds you can't seem to get rid of. The little things that takes away from the beauty life distributes. That name reminds me of those small wounds. A name that you can't to avoid no matter how hard you try. A name that I've always avoided. Or so I thought..."
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Fanfiction"Draco Malfoy. A name I have always hated ever since I could remember. A name that is like miniature, inconsiderable, wounds you get on your fingers; and how they bother you abundantly and you wonder how they got there in the first place. Tiny wound...
