Draco is minding his own buisness, getting ready for bed, when he spots a peice of parchment on his pillow. It's a poem written by someone called Elegido addressed to him, but he doesn't know anyone with that name.
in which a tired draco malfoy jokingly scribbles his snapchat username onto a bathroom stall door, not foreseeing what it would lead to in the future.
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harry j. potter has added you as a friend.
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started: july 2017
finished: november 2019
33k words