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The chill of Dracos private dorm room pressed against the stone walls as Draco Malfoy lay beside Y/N L/N, their bodies entwined in the quiet. They had been inseparable since their first year—two pureblood heirs, brought up on pride and tradition, but bound together by something far deeper than family expectation. Love. Now, in their fourth year, a conflict that neither could solve had came upon them.
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@sheluvswhoThe fire crackled low in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the stone walls of Draco's private dorm. Silk sheets pooled around bare limbs, the scent of pine and expensive cologne clinging to the air.
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