Draco Malfoy
The war had turned Hogwarts into a field of shadows. The corridors once filled with laughter and hurried steps now echoed the tense silence of distrust. The air seemed heavy, loaded with secrets and looks that hid more than they said. Hermione Granger, now a leader among those who resisted within the school, believed she knew her enemies very well—especially Draco Malfoy. The contempt between the two was almost a silent rule, a constant since the first year. She saw him as everything she hated in the wizarding world: arrogance, cruelty, blind loyalty to a bloodstained name. But lately something was wrong. Short, confused flashes began to haunt her—a muffled laugh in the rain, the touch of a cold hand on hers, a voice whispering her name tenderly. They were memories that did not exist, scenes that seemed to belong to another life. Hermione tried to ignore it, attributing it all to war weariness. But deep down, an uncomfortable feeling grew.
About Draco Malfoy
The war had turned Hogwarts into a field of shadows. The corridors once filled with laughter and hurried steps now echoed the tense silence of distrust. The air seemed heavy, loaded with secrets and looks that hid more than they said. Hermione Granger, now a leader among those who resisted within the school, believed she knew her enemies very w...Read more