Kiara never wanted to be special. She never wanted secrets, borrowed surnames, or a war slowly crawling through the halls of Hogwarts. She was only trying to survive among people who divided the world into the right blood and the wrong one. And then there was Draco Malfoy. First came the mockery. Then the kind of hatred that follows you everywhere. Then the glances that lasted far too long for enemies. And feelings he would rather destroy than admit. While Kiara was learning not to become her mother - a woman who stayed inside a love that hurt her - Draco was learning that some people can unravel everything you were taught to believe in. But some realizations come too late. And sometimes, by the time you finally learn how to love someone, they no longer look your way.