From the Stars to the Stars → Draco Malfoy

People were going to paint the wrong narrative when it comes to the both of them; just like how historians painted the story of Persephone and Hades.

The daughter of the monster people used to fear, the girl with a long line of villains before her; with venom and curse, and every cruel thing anyone could ever think of running through her vein, yet still, she endured.

The son of a Death Eater who was destined to follow his ancestor's fate, the coward who believed he had his hands tied, the boy who had been fed with poison on a silver spoon; waiting for the day when skull and death were finally written on his skin.

Their story was not about belonging, it might not even be as pretty as anyone wanted it to be; it was chaotic, they knew how doomed they were from the very start, and with every fibre in their beings, they swore they had tried to ignore their destiny that had already written by the Fates.

But then again, even the cynic knew their story was the devil's favourite song.

greek mythology metaphor/analogy is heavily used.
slow-burn | enemies to lovers |
| Prisoner of Azkaban - Deathly Hallows |
© 2020 October

highest rank:
1 in #dracofanfic
1 in #persephone