Angel Face | Hp
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Dolly Fawnley was the darling of Slytherin House- a porcelain doll among wolves. Graceful, beautiful, and untouchable, she moved through the halls of Hogwarts with a flirtatious smile and a devil-may-care attitude, tucked safely under the watchful eyes of her boys.
Everyone at Hogwarts wanted Dolly Fawnley, but none of them truly had her. Not even the boys who claimed her as their own. Because beneath the teasing, the winks, and the whispered secrets, she was unraveling-drowning in a world of midnight escapades, contraband potions, and the kind of loneliness no amount of attention could fix.
The Slytherin boys could fight off every lovesick fool and jealous rival, but what happens when the real enemy is the darkness inside her?
And when she finally shatters- who will be there to pick up the pieces?
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