draco's voice broke the silence, low and tender. "you still have nightmares?"
harry turned his face into draco's neck, the steady beat of his heart a fragile comfort. "only when you're not here."
draco pressed closer, his fingers threading through harry's hair, whispering like a vow. "then I'm not going anywhere."
In the quiet aftermath of a war that shattered more than just walls, two boys - scarred, haunted, and reluctant - return to a Hogwarts that breathes with memory and magic. Here, in a classroom where paint and spellcraft intertwine, they begin to trace the invisible lines between brokenness and belonging. Through enchanted brushstrokes and whispered silences, Harry and Draco weave a fragile tapestry of trust, defiance, and unexpected tenderness.
As shadows stir and secrets unravel, their slow-burning connection becomes both a sanctuary and a storm - where love is not a sudden flame, but a slow, persistent bloom amid ruin. Together, they learn that healing is less about forgetting the past, and more about learning to dance within its cracks.