-trigger warnings from the beginning- Draco's point of view through out, unless stated other wise Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fan fic I was broken. A broken toy. Nothing. Until him. We both had battle scars but his where different. He lifted me up when I couldn't go on. He saved me.

Hey guys, so this is my first ever story on here so I hope you enjoy it. This story contains depression, self harm, abuse and maybe a bit of smut. If you find any of that disturbing then just don't read it xx

Everyone knew that Draco Lucius Malfoy was an evil prick who was raised to serve the dark lord. What people didn't know, is that inside, Draco was caring and kind- and forced into a legacy that he never wanted. Harry James Potter, the Boy Who Lived, was the only one who could see through Draco's emotionless mask, and he was determined to help him. If only there weren't consequences. [FINAL CHAPTER ADDED 6/16/21] [NEW EDITED AND REVISED VERSION PUBLISHED ON FF.NET]