After the war, gone is the Malfoy's standing in society, its reputation and the benefits that came out of it. All that's left is a stained name and a fortune worth more than Draco could ever spend. Tied with the loss of his parents, the pureblood finds himself without a purpose to live. An offer from Hogwarts and a chance meeting with a woman sweeter than the desserts she baked might just be what he needs to find it again. (Set ten years after the Battle of Hogwarts) (Slytherin x Hufflepuff)

"SHE LOOKS AT YOU AND SEES THE STARS. YOU LOOK AT HER AND SEE THE MOON. IT'S SUCH A GODDAMN TRAGEDY BOTH OF YOU THINK THE OTHER IS LOOKING AT THE GROUND." - REMUS LUPIN TO SIRIUS BLACK ... in which arabella arroway and sirius black are two friends who keeps the population of hogwarts asking, 'why aren't they together?'

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]