Everyone had something to say about Draco Malfoy. Arrogant. Cruel. Just like his father. Y/N spent years proving them wrong. She knew the version of Draco no one else did—the boy behind the sharp tongue, the stolen smiles, and the walls he built around himself. While everyone else saw someone destined to become the man his family wanted him to be, she believed he could choose a different path. Then sixth year arrives, and the boy she’s always defended begins slipping through her fingers. Conversations turn into silence. Promises become lies. The distance between them grows with every secret he refuses to share. As her friends beg her to let him go, Y/N finds herself holding on even tighter, convinced that love is enough to save someone from the life they’ve been born into. But sometimes the hardest part of losing someone isn’t the goodbye. It’s realizing you saw it coming all along.