the little mischief [ drarry ] ON HOLD

A ticklish feeling on his thigh had him forcing his eyes open, and he blinked rapidly at the owl that soared through the sky.

The grass beneath his exposed forearms felt stinging, but he found himself brushing against it with his fingers, trying to find a pair of smooth hand he much would die to hold right now.

He closed his eyes and reminisced he fell asleep on the Hogwarts grass field with his sassy boyfriend.

"Potter?"

A familiar voice called out and he instantly opened his eyes, sitting up on guard and turning his head so quickly that it was a surprise it hadn't come right off his body.

He tilted his head in curiousness. It was just Draco.

Draco who looks unhealthy and messy. But still a beautiful disaster.

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OR where an unknown scarhead from another universe wreaked havoc in the wizarding world.

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Started : 30/05/2022
Ended : -/-/-

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