You grew up beside Draco Malfoy, close enough to see the boy behind the name — and far enough to walk away when life became dangerous. Now a mother, carrying more than anyone ever knew, you’re forced to return to the world you left behind. Draco is no longer the boy you remember. Older. Quieter. Watching more than he speaks. This is a slow-burn story about leaving, healing, and learning what love looks like when it doesn’t hurt — for you, and for the child who depends on you.