1 – 1 of 1 Works in Microplastics

Random fic from these results

  1. 4 more tags
    Summary

    Potter still wasn't looking at him. Instead he faced the windows, watching the snow and the sunless sea.

    Behind the welcome desk, standing tall amidst the wisdom and glistening magic, Draco controlled the spheres of restless light and the flustered books, all with gentle flicks of a wand that had once served Potter without a beat of hesitation.

    If Potter were to look, Draco would be ready. He had a right to be here. The library was his, if only after hours.

    Shelves: Harry Potter

    Site:
    archiveofourown.org
    Words:
    104,757
    Status:
    Completed