Draco Malfoy;

The Slytherin Prince. The spoiled brat who gets his way with anything he wants. That one boy who is prejudiced against anyone who isn't pure-blood, or even supports half-bloods or muggle-borns. The person whose heart is said to be made of ice. Whose father is the world's most dangerous death eater?

That was the extent of their knowledge. That was everything they believed to be true. Everyone. Everyone was so, so, so wrong.

Cover by the one and only RealJams.

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