My Dearest Malfoy pt. 3
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  • Reads 3,088
  • Votes 140
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 3m
Complete, First published Jan 08, 2021
Knowing your loved one is still alive after you saw her dead corpse is a thought you can't process very well. It has you thinking, is someone messing with me or is it actually her?
He still can't believe that she's alive. The amount of joy that is forming inside him right now is immaculate. It's like fireworks exploding inside him. It's a warm feeling that he thought he'd never feel ever again.
"Look Hayley I just want to see her again. I just want to hug her and make sure she's alright. And yes she's the love of my life but so are you. She was my first love and I never got to say my goodbyes to her." Draco sighed "I'm going to go find her." added Draco
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