Sidney Smith always understood everything. Every puzzle, poem, spell, potion. Anything and everything there was to know. That was, until Draco Malfoy himself, became a puzzle to her. One she couldn't simply research or practice. Syd struggles with the options of getting closer to him, or accepting that she would never understand him. {Mature Language, smut, 18+}

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