At twenty-eight, Y/N Blackwood had already lived several lifetimes. She had been a daughter of the ancient Viermont family, one of Germany’s most influential pure-blood wizarding houses. She had been a Hogwarts student. A young woman hopelessly in love with her best friend. A wife. A mother. A widow. And now, she was simply trying to build a life for herself and her eight-year-old twins. She never expected Draco Malfoy to be at the same bar.