Private Ruin - Draco Malfoy

Private Ruin - Draco Malfoy

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Kaida Veilsun never intended to become part of Hogwarts'. She arrives with her own reasons and her own silences. But the castle has a way of unraveling people, and Kaida is no exception. As she navigates friendships that feel too intense to be accidental and loyalties that blur without warning, one presence becomes impossible to ignore: Draco Malfoy. Sharp-tongued, guarded, and always standing on the wrong side of the room, he is everything she should avoid and everything she can't quite walk away from. Sometimes allies, sometimes adversaries, sometimes something far more dangerous than either of those. Words turn into glances. Glances turn into tension. And tension turns into questions neither of them is ready to answer. At Hogwarts, nothing is ever simple, especially when the line between friend and enemy begins to disappear Draco Malfoy Fanfiction. Disclaimer, this is SLOWBURN. I refuse to make it seem forced, change the actual personalities of the characters or rush it just to have romance. It is way more than that. I claim complete rights over this writting
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