It's a story about how Harry finds his true family. He goes through a creature inheritance and his mate is someone he never thought he could possibly get along with. this story is set in 4th year.
"Everything we say stays in this room no matter what. That means you have to tell me some stuff too." "Alright. Deal." I say while offering my hand to shake. "This is just like bloody first year" he mumbles before taking my hand. "Yes, except this time, I agree." I smirk as I send the other Slytherin a playful glare...
"I don't see anything that would keep you from obeying me. Why didn't you come before now?" I cleared my throat to speak, and she held her hand up to stop me. "The truth, Draco, or your punishment will be more severe." ≿----- ❈ -----≾ After a healing 8th year at Hogwarts, Harry and Draco were given a *Second Chance...
Harry's hand glided my way. As it did, he twitched his fingers, turning them blue - like they were minutes before. My heart missed a beat as they drifted closer and flickered to green. A vibrational cold submerged under my skin the instant he placed his hand on me. I arched my back as his digits drifted down my chest...
