Ever since after the war at Hogwarts, everyone grieved and finally moved on, except one person who still resin with the events not letting go of it anytime some, Harry potter, he locked himself in a room and had deprived from sleep, food, warmth, the only thin that was filling him wasn't water, but rather guilt and grief, locking himself up for so long led to a car crash, why? read to find out!
After the trial of Draco Malfoy and his mother, Narcissa Malfoy, they had decided to stay at the Malfoy manor, but it was just the 2 of them, with an addition of peace and quiet, although, Draco had been thinking about it and decided he wanted to pursue his career and become a doctor in the muggle world, this led to him standing in front of an unconscious person he had loved for 8 years, and their life, was now on his hands
[please, I want to remind you that I will not be responsible for anything that might spoil the Harry potter series that you are currently finishing, if you haven't watched or read any of it and plan on doing so without spoilers, than I suggest you not read this, but if you do want spoilers, just a reminder that this is just a fanfic, this is not canon whatsoever, and everything is given credit to it's rightful owner, J.K Rowling]