This is a story of Harry and Draco's relationship, there is angst, may contain some trigger warnings, of the sexual abuse, or physical and mental abuse variety, and there is also mature scenes. This story is all over the place at times and is one of the first ones I've ever written so I'm sorry if it kinda sucks.
Also, bit of a disclaimer, I like working music into the stories, as well as reading ones that do that same thing, such as inserting lyrics as if theyre being sung in someone's head, or for karaoke nights, or just adding them when the plot fits the lyrics, as well as making the characters use them as references to things, so I'm sorry if any of you lovely readers aren't a fan of this
I sadly do not own any of the characters that are in this story. They entirely belong to J.K. Rowling. (I know I don't like it either but sadly it's true)
Disclaimer: the story is written during their sixth year at hogwarts (half blood prince) but Snape is still potions master, and Angelina Johnson is still quidditch captain, for how I wished to write this story, those were details that needed to be changed.
"I made the decision to cheat on my wife because I liked the way you made me feel vulnerable and comfortable enough to open up to you the night before it happened. I ain't never did shit like that before and that's what made it easy for me to choose to risk everything I got for you."
"That shit probably not a big deal to you but a nigga like me ain't never opened up to nobody but my best friend-and still..that's rare. I hate even talking about her with you but I don't even feel comfortable talking to Ariana about my feelings 'cause I know she gon' judge me. You don't make me feel like that."