He is me standing on the far side of the shore.
Where will it be on the shore? ——Nonsense, that's by the river.
In such darkness, light seems so precious.
The second young lady of the Greengrass family stretched out her arms to hug me. Her face with soft features was just the right smile, polite, distant and generous. It was undeniable that her facial expressions were concealed very successfully, and she must have deceived most of the people present, including the old fox. "Draco," I heard her say softly, "Daphne has no regrets." And I knew it. That little girl has grown up.
I looked into her eyes, which were full of sincerity.
I never thought of a beginning, and I never thought of an end.
I stumbled closer to Pansy and was hugged by her. Pansy held my face and asked me to look directly at her. Her black skirt hugged her thin body, and her shabby makeup almost didn't look like her. She pressed her forehead against mine, her eyes closed tightly, and her whole body looked strong and fragile: "Let's go home, Draco, let's go home." Something slid down my face, and I realized that it was our unfrozen tears.
You can live well without me.
You are also dancing alone.
And I will eventually go to the end.
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First person, Draco's perspective.
Respect the original work and retain Draco's Death Eater setting.
Draco×Harry is not rebellious.