звездный песец
and I don't feel the same
“When we leave here,” Draco says at last, lifting his head from Harry’s chest, “everything will be different.”
It’s not a question, but it sounds like one. The grey eyes are questioning, apprehensive, but Harry’s certainty that this is merely the beginning is too great to keep to himself.
He shakes his head, stroking the pale hair back from Draco’s face. “We won’t.”

~ Sara's girl, my new love

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