Aubrey is the kind of girl people think they understand. Beautiful. Popular. Untouchable. But the truth is quieter—hidden behind the pages of whatever book she’s holding, in the way she slips out of crowded rooms unnoticed, in the soft silence she prefers over attention she never asked for. While the rest of Hogwarts watches her, Aubrey is busy watching the world from a distance… convinced no one is really looking back. Until Draco Malfoy does. It starts small—lingering glances, a shared table in the library, a book returned that she never remembers lending. Draco tells himself it means nothing. She’s just another distraction, another person in a castle full of them. And yet, he keeps noticing her—the way she tucks her hair behind her ear when she reads, the way she goes quiet when people get too close, the way she feels… different. Aubrey doesn’t trust it. She doesn’t trust him. But somehow, between hushed conversations and almost-accidental moments, the distance between them begins to close. Slowly. Carefully. Dangerously. Because in a world built on expectations, reputations, and lines that aren’t meant to be crossed, getting close to Draco Malfoy was never part of Aubrey’s story. And yet… he might be the only one who’s ever truly read her.