hey, daydreamer.

If anyone mentions anything remotely related to Valentine’s Day…

…I will seriously not hesitate to punch them in the face. 

Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired

Grey eyes surveyed the empty Quidditch pitch. It was almost sunset on a day that felt longer than it really was. Draco Malfoy walked to the center of the pitch with his broom in hand, inhaling the scent of grass and the late afternoon sun. He loosened his green-and-silver tie, having left his heavy school robes in his dormitory.

A small sigh startled the young man out of his thoughts. Looking to his left, he noticed something he overlooked moments before.

Rather, it wasn’t something. It was someone.

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