Draco Malfoy is placed into Gryffindor his first year and turns angry, cold, and bitter. Fast forward to fifth year, everything changes when he begins to open up to those around him. A slow burn, angst-filled Drarry fanfic.

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"What's your point here, Potter?"

"My point is," he continued, "that family doesn't define you. And you don't let it define you. There are ties stronger than family ones, but you don't necessarily need to spill blood in order to form them. The friendships you make and the ones who love you no matter what are the real ties. Blood may be thicker than water, sure, but love is thicker than blood."

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Hello everyone! After a very long absence, I am back :)

This is my first Harry Potter work, so I hope you enjoy! I am very open to criticism, so please let me know what you think!