An abundance of stories I have come up with in my head but don't have the time nor effort to write.
The main reason I'm creating this is so that I can stop making drafts I know I'm never going to write.
To be honest with you, I'll be surprised if th...
Stephanie was the nicest girl around. She always saw the good in everyone. She never knew why, it usually ended up with her looking a fool and getting hurt. She didn't seem to care, though.
She noticed the Slytherin boy in her classes had become withdrawn and quiet. She wanted to help. It was going to be tough. She was Muggle-born and everyone knew what Draco Malfoy had to say about the matter.
His strong views on blood status had been blinding him his whole life. Stephanie showed him that Muggle-borns could be more than just that. He hated her warm and bubbly persona but something about it just wouldn't let him leave her alone. She brightened up the dark hole he was forced to hide in and he liked it. But he would never tell her that.
Despite this, she wasn't stupid. His cold aura and snappish remarks didn't pull the wool over her eyes. She knew she was getting through to him. He couldn't let her, though. The more time he spent with her, the more he grew to care for her. He had a secret. A secret that would destroy every inch of her innocence.
