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This fic was originally written and posted in 2002.
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He was in his home.
Day in, day out.
Eating his food, opening locked doors.
Taunting.
Watching.
Touching.
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There was only so much Draco Malfoy could take. He was intelligent, he could see what was happening, what he was fighting for, what he had to pay for a cause he didn't even believe in. He wasn't brave, he didn't rush into situations without thinking first. He wasn't a Gryffindor.
Draco Malfoy was a Slytherin.
And he was about to show the world and a certain green-eyed Saviour, how useful Slytherins could be.-
Make a plan.
Unite the Houses.
And persevere.
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Or: the one where the Houses reunite to kick Voldemorts ass while Harry and Draco are boyfriends—
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07 Oct 2024
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Estoy llorando a mares, unas de las mejores obras que he leido
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“Hmm,” Hermione hums, tapping her index finger against her bottom lip and then smiling at Harry. “A broken music box, you say…”
“A cursed one,” Harry corrects her.
“Well, it’s still a music box that is not working properly,” Hermione points out with a very intent grin. “That will give you a chance to see him.”
She wiggles her eyebrows, making him snort.
As if Harry hadn’t thought about it straight away. As if Harry’s mind hadn’t immediately wandered to Draco Malfoy the moment Zabini mentioned a music box.