"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*

They only have each other and they will go to sacrificing lengths to protect one another. As each of them face the consequences of their parents actions throughout the largest wizarding war they also face the challenges that come with being teenagers; mental health struggles, unrequited love and strained friendships. Half-Blood Prince| Deathly Hallows | Post War Warnings: Mental Health, Sexual Content, Alcohol. ~~~ It's never black and white. It is always grey. That's what people don't understand. Life is always more complicated than it seems. ~~~ "You two are bound to one another. You always have been ... and you can't run away from what you are. No matter where you go, your feelings are going to follow you."