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The Boy Who Lived, that's what they called him. His name was celebrated all around the world, especially after the war. Except, what happens when he doesn't want to be The Boy Who Lived? When all he wants is to disappear, his soul shrouded by pain and guilt. For once, he needed to be Harry. Not The Boy Who Lived, the defeater of Voldemort, a member of the Golden Trio, or any other titles that he held. He needed someone to not see him as only a savior. The Boy Who Had No Choice, Draco was. Forced to become a death eater to save his family and himself, forced to watch people die and kill his peers. And yet, no one understood that. No one could see the grief that was hidden behind his steely grey eyes. No one wanted to, always pushing him away since he was a boy. He needed someone to look past his actions and really get to know him, to understand. This is the story of two boys, post-war, who found each other in a time of confusion and longing. Longing for companionship, understanding, love.
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⚡ Warnings ⚡ Pairing: Draco X Harry Trigger Warning (General) Does not follow the books or the movies. ❦ There was always an allure to the darkness, a kind of twisted sense of belonging he felt every time he was touched by it. Harry Potter was the brave hero, the boy who lived, the boy who would defeat Voldemort. The more titles that were added to his name, the more alluring that little speck of darkness was. Creeping by, innocent of any action to lure him into the tangled web that wrapped around him. No. He did that himself. Dancing in the web, wrapping soft silk around him, allowing himself the comfort it brought. Draco was sick. He was changing, he could feel it. He was angry, more so than before, but nothing incited his anger. He heard heartbeats around him constantly, could hear it when someone lied to him. It was disturbing how often it happened. So this was the punishment his parents brought down on him? The bite was painful, only growing worse the closer it came to those days. Like a burden tugging down his shoulders. Two souls, torn from the routines they had grown use to. Thrown into a grey area that held no comfort of friends, no allies in their corners. Two souls who clashed, pushed and pulled. Theirs was a dangerous game, spitting words that carried hidden meanings. Plans were shared, secrets spilled, and a bond formed, neither aware of the consequences that would follow. Why would they care? What was left that could be done to them? What was left for them to loose?

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