The Spaces Between Us | d.m.

Some stories begin with a choice.

Ours began with a distance neither of us knew how to cross.

Elodie Rosier has always known where she belongs at Hogwarts. Between old family expectations, Slytherin friendships, and a life carefully planned for her, there has never been much room for anything unexpected.

Especially not Draco Malfoy.

But somewhere between late-night corridors, train compartments, whispered conversations, and everything left unsaid, the space between them begins to feel smaller.

And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to pretend that nothing has changed.

Because sometimes, the person standing right beside you can still feel impossibly far away.

And sometimes, the spaces between two people are where everything begins.