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He’s a Death Eater. You’re with the Order. And he’s been assigned to watch you. Draco is supposed to uncover your secrets—not become part of them. But somewhere between surveillance, rivalry and stolen moments, the line between enemy and something more begins to blur. You shouldn’t trust him. He shouldn’t care about you. And neither of you can afford to be caught. [this version you are actual enemies, more canon, more war, and an even slower burn.]