Harry Potter. Perfect Potter. Wrong. Draco Malfoy. Evil. Wrong? ______ It's eighth year, and Harry has reluctantly returned to Hogwarts. The memories, the flashbacks, all made him want to shrivel up into a tiny ball, and, die. Until a very interesting letter slipped it way under the door... I'm terrible at descriptions, but that's the general gist of it. Thank you if you give it a read! !Angst, Fluff! Art is NOT mine!