Draco Malfoy was a broken boy, to say the least. With the misfortunes of his family and the darkness of his actions weighing down on his soul, he felt like he was utterly alone. In his attempts to silence his pain, Draco Malfoy had discovered that not even a sleeping draught could bring an end to the nightmares of his life. And so, he remained in search of any form of relief that summer before his final year at Hogwarts. He just didn't know that he would find her. Fallon Wilcox led a life that was quite similar to his own. She was bruised and tormented with the shattered remains of who she once was; a simple and sweet young girl whose family became enveloped in the twilight of the world when her younger sister got diagnosed with leukaemia, mother abandoned them and father sought solace in alcohol. Fallon's life had flashed before her eyes and having nowhere else to turn, she found that the quick paychecks that came with being a stripper were good enough to pay the mountain of bills that had crushed her life. Neither of them had been prepared for when Draco would enter the Ecstasy club one evening; not thinking that they would find immediate ease in each other's presence. Draco, with his prejudice for muggles, and Fallon with her resentment for the world. They didn't want each other, but their souls did. With the other, their lives had finally slowed down long enough for the two of them to see what could become of them. Maybe all they needed to fix them was each other from the start. 9th: dracomalfoyxoc (11/01/2022) 75th/1.86K: dracomalfoylovestory (11/01/2022) (I do not own these characters as they belong to JK Rowling's "Harry Potter" universe, although the amorous Fallon is of my own creation.) © ARIDT07 - All rights reserved. Do not copy, translate, modify, plagiarize, repost, claim as your own, or share my writing on any external platforms.
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