Before Draco Malfoy was born, a Seer made one prediction. “One day, your son will meet a girl who will ruin every plan you’ve ever made for him.” Lucius spends eighteen years making sure they never meet. Different schools. Different holidays. Different social circles. Different events. Every precaution imaginable. It works. Until one rainy afternoon… Draco wanders into a tiny second-hand bookshop to escape the rain. And meets the one girl he was never supposed to know. Neither of them realizes they’ve just undone eighteen years of careful planning.

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