"For Ivory's voice wasn't one easily forgettable. It was soft, gentle, the type of voice a mother wishes she bared when singing sweet lullabies to her new born child, the type of voice one wouldn't expect from somebody like Ivory Miller." She didn't plan on pursuing him, but I suppose that's how every love story starts, isn't it? It's always unexpected. There's always that one moment. That one moment that sets the pair's destiny in stone. For Ivory, that moment was seeing him, Draco Malfoy, in the alleyway that night, seeing his sadistic smirk in the dim lighting of the lamppost. That. That was when their fate was sealed.

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