Winter looked at herself in the mirror.
' the git...that death-eater thinks his so great...I bet he can't even feel anything'
She thought. She took her wand and put the tip of it towards her hair. She whispered a charm and her albino hair straightened out. She let out a sigh and walked down the stairs.
She was about to finish walking down when her tripped over her shoelace. Her books went flying and she fell on the hard floor.
A cold hand touched her shoulder.
" oh- it's okay I can-"
She saw the man's face. Pointed jaw and grey stormy eyes that she almost got lost in.
" oh-malfoy"
Winter grabbed her books and started marching off.
" what's your name"
What?
" why do you care?"
" what's the name, Miss questions, you're getting worse than granger"
She thought. He can know her name, right? Wouldn't hurt.....
" Winter. Winter Graé"
She walked away and didn't look back. Those stormy grey eyes wouldn't herd her like a dog to sheep any longer. Though as she was walking away to charms she hurt the faintest victory
" yes!".
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Aftermath -A Harry Potter story-
Fiksi PenggemarDraco spent the longest time only caring about him self....as as Slytherin does....but changes after the war spark a fire in him...and when THIS new light hits him, he'll do anything to achieve what his heart asks for...as a Slytherin does...
