Harry and Draco basically hate eachother. Hate is a very strong word in their dictionary... But isn't love and hate a fine line? They fight and tease eachother on the outside..But behind closed doors... it's something entirely new and exciting. "I'm just tired of being alone." "Not sure if you paid any attention to my monologue before, but you're not alone." "But I can't talk to stars." Harry mentioned. After a while of silence, Draco's voice echoed. "You can talk to me." It's a short Drarry story. If you don't like it, don't read it. It has smut so just sayin.
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