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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 starts to disappear. You shouldn’t trust him. He shouldn’t care about you. And neither of you can afford to be caught. Because in a war where you’re supposed to hate each other, falling in love with the enemy might be the most dangerous thing you could do.