꧁༺ 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔒𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔱𝔰 ༻꧂

evermore ✔️

This will be edited.

(September 20, 2024)
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Inspired by
Billie Eilish's "Everything I Wanted"
Tom Odell's "Black Friday"

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"A bond time couldn't break, but hearts could."
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After the war, Draco was never the same. Nobody was, but they all managed to move on, in different ways. Draco, though? He couldn't. He was too guilt-ridden to move on.

Although the war was over, there were the trials. By luck, he managed to plead innocent. Yet everyone still called him a Death-Eater, innocent or not. He would always be a part of the cult that killed many innocent wizards and witches. It was a past he would never be able to get rid of, much to his dismay.

Therefore, when the Golden Boy pledged his undeniable love to him, he felt loved, for once.

Harry loved him, despite Draco's past. He saw Draco as he was, not as he'd been. Harry was the man everyone aspired to be. He was caring and supportive. Everything was perfect, but this wouldn't last for long.

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ENTRY OF:
MARCH 7TH, 1998 (2:48)

Draco looked at himself in the mirror. He could see the scars that ran down his chest, the ones Harry gave him... and the Mark that was etched onto his skin, cuts surrounding it. He couldn't get rid of it, no matter how hard he tried.

He was barely 17, yet he was treated as if he wasn't. Draco had always cared about the public's opinion of him. But now, he cared even more.

He always looked up to Harry in that aspect. After the war, Harry hadn't cared about public opinion, he only cared about his own. He cared even less about the public when he decided to make Draco his partner.

The Prophet was outraged, all of wizard-kind was. Their precious Golden Boy was with a distasteful Death Eater. Harry paid no mind, but Draco? He cared, a lot. Harry would have to burn the mail before Draco saw it because he'd always be obsessed with what the public thought.

"It's not healthy, Draco."

"I don't care, Harry. Why are you even with me anyways? I am a Death Eater! I have the Mark inscribed onto my skin. I was one of them, Harry!"

"I don't care, Draco. You may have the Mark, but that's not what defines you. I love you because you're you. You could have a thousand marks and I'd still love you, Draco." Harry said, pulling him in for a hug.

"You're the only thing I care about, Draco."

"Thing?" Draco joked.

"You know what I meant." Harry smiled.

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ENTRY OF:
MAY 21ST, 1998 (16:21)

"You're just a filthy Death-Eater." The witch laughed cruelly.

He paused, his body rigid. God, even though he tried to move on, the public wouldn't let him.

"You were Voldemort's little minion, along with your disgusting family." Draco closed his eyes, tears welling up.

"Leave him alone." Harry snapped.

"He helped kill innocents."

"Let's go, Draco." Harry grasped onto Draco's arm and pulled him away.