✧₊˚. 🍓🗒 / 🐰☁️*⋆ฺ✧₊˚. 🍓🗒 / 🐰☁️*⋆ฺ࿐ I swear this has to be ꒰💝꒱wholesome ꒰💫꒱random stuff ꒰🌧꒱angst ꒰📸꒱rando art ≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ───≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ─── So thats basically it in my FIRST BOOK Plus I love these guys and this is just for fun 💖💛💙💜💚 so I dont expect alot from you *﹆🐮ꔛ🍶ෆJUST ENJOY!!!🧇ִ ໋.ˑ ִ ᥐʾ ֛ 𖥻 ࣪ ᳝ ̸ᵎᵎ ‎˗ˏˋ૮ ๑ˊ꒳ˋ๑ ა‎'ˎ˗

///this is a rewrite because people seemed to really like the original and I barely put any time into it :)/// His memories, The memories of people he once called his family. It's unfortunate, really, that games they always considered a joke became such a reality. That the things he wanted to say to them could never be said again. ///4,726 words altogether///

////COMPLETED!?//// (This has been rewritten as this is an older work of mine, please check out the rewritten version :) A family, is torn apart... Trust, is broken... Love, doesn't last... and memories, are all he has left... ~ trials were always a joke in the Krew, they played games like it, never actually thought of their lives being on the line... but is death a joke? is it fun watching your own family die!? no. no it isn't. but that's what he had to do. he had to watch his sister's die, he had to watch his family be torn apart. now it seems suicide is his only option... and this is in memory of his family... {This is told all throughout Draco's POV, and Is actually pretty short, just a quick side story idea} ///1,281 words///