𝐃.𝐌 𝐱 𝐇.𝐏 | "He can't quite put his finger on how he's feeling but almost as if programmed within him; it's arduous to look at Malfoy as the enemy." - In which Harry dreams of Draco Malfoy each night in a sensual way. A fuchsia rose is brought to him anonymously every morning and Harry finds himself slowly falling in love with the man in his dreams and the roses he collects.