after fleeing my deatheater family, draco malfoy was the last person i thought i'd find comfort in. although, i probably shouldn't have. i wish i didn't. everything just got more complicated. but maybe that's what i needed. *** first person, alecius' POV (UH-LESS-EE-US) CONTENT WARNINGS: child abuse, brief theme of sexual assault (not from draco and not romanticized), a bit of emotional manipulation (romanticized lol), suggestive themes, alcohol use lowercase intended. listen to ur fav tunes. all rights reserved to jk rowling besides my oc's which are just alecius, her family, and jenna. just a disclaimer, i started this story when i was very young. it's been years since i originally started this fic. now, i am trying to finish it, while also fixing it. if anyone has any criticisms, or suggestions, please feel free to let me know! i'm totally open to critiques and tips. thank you everyone for the support :) it's very inspiring.

Obwohl sie die Schwester von Harry Potter ist, geht sie nicht nach Gryffindor, sondern besucht das Haus Slytherin. Besonders eine Sache unterscheidet sie von ihrem Bruder: Harry's Erzfeind, Draco Malfoy, mag sie.