The wizarding world is healing after the war against Voldemort, but Pansy Parkinson only feels lost. Now left to face secrets she'd been able to conveniently bury during the chaos of the war, Pansy wishes she could go back in time. If only she could be the Pansy who hopelessly believed in love again, then maybe she w...
on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off...