Why? Why did it have to be her? She was supposed to hate him for this. Even be scared of him. Maybe that was made him yearn for her in the first place. She wasn't what he or anyone else thought she should be.
Draco never understood what he was getting himself into when he walked into the library late one night. But maybe in time, he would. A sixth year fic of growing up and letting go of everything he knew of.