Draco hasn’t seen his love, y/n, since the war. After voldemort was defeated, he went into hiding, and she never heard from him again. It had been 5 years since he abandoned her… he abandoned everything. Her, their plans for the future, everything. It was too much for him to bear. He loved her more than anything in this life. He needed her more than air. Everyday away from her felt like an endless suffering. He lived a quiet, melancholy existence… until she summoned him. She was scared. She was in danger. Her parents had died in the war, and now she was calling for the one person she had left. She hoped that he’d still be alive, but she didn’t have much time…