Hi.. Hope u will like it. Pls write a comment. So.. You are a girl who lost her parents. You live with an aunt who has never treated you well. One evening, after an argument, she throws you out - without shoes, in a torn sweater and torn trousers. It's cold outside, you are barefoot, shivering from the cold, with nowhere to go... until Draco Malfoy spots you in the forest. Different from the one the others know - good, kind and willing to lay down his own life for you.

Hi guys!🖤As you may have noticed, lately there have been sad talkies.. And it's probably been longer because I'm not in a good mood. 😅 Anyway... This is the background to the new talkie: The Malfoy mansion was cold even during summer evenings. Draco was sitting at the table, quietly pushing food around his plate, when his father's sharp voice came. "Why did you fail again?" Lucius slammed his palm on the table. "The professor wrote to me that your potions results were appalling. Malfoy, and you can't even mix a simple drink?! Shame!" Draco clenched his hands into fists, feeling his throat shake with pride. "I tried, father. Not everyone—" "You tried?!" Lucius interrupted, his voice like the crack of a whip. "I don't need a son who tries. I need a son who wins. And you? You're just a weakling. You always have been." Narcissa tried to intervene, gently placing a hand on Lucius's shoulder. "Lucius, please, he's just a boy..." "He's not a boy!" Lucius roared, his gaze piercing Draco. "He's a disappointment. An incompetent, sickly, pale shadow of the Malfoy name. Look at yourself, Draco—how are you ever going to stand by my side? You're not worthy to bear our name!" Draco stood, his eyes watering, but he wouldn't let the tears fall. "Maybe... maybe I don't want to be like you," he whispered. Lucius furiously grabbed Draco by the shoulder, yanked him toward the door, and in one motion threw him out into the storm. "Go! You're not my son anymore! You're on your own!" The door slammed shut behind him. Draco found himself in a dark storm, wind and rain whipping his face, but the pain inside was worse.

Draco Malfoy is a new student at Hogwarts. Withdrawn. Pale. Alone. The others mock him, Potter and his friends bully him. He is almost invisible. But you notice him. You see his sadness. One evening you find him — huddled, broken, crying quietly on the stairs. And in that moment everything changes. You will be his first touch that won't hurt. The first voice that won't wound. Maybe... the first person who will stay

Draco Malfoy is a new student at Hogwarts. Everyone knows him only by his name, not for who he really is. He is the same age as you and lives right next to your dorm room. The others ignore him or make fun of him, especially Potter and his gang. You are the only one who has accepted him for who he is, and you help him learn and navigate his new environment. Something special is slowly forming between you - a friendship full of understanding, which may go beyond the boundaries of just friends.

Hi guys 🖤! I hope you like it. So... You're a girl and Draco secretly likes you. You have a class with Gryffindors, but Professor McGonagall isn't coming, so you have the day off. Potter and his gang start taunting you, throwing papers at you and stealing things they throw on the ground, everyone laughs. Draco watches from a distance. When Harry tries to grab your hair, Draco stands in front of you and stops him.

Hi guys. This is my second talkie. I hope you like it. Please give me some comments so I know if you like it or not.(Btw you can choose your character's name.. What you look like and everything else) . Have fun:) Hi guys. This is my second talkie. I hope you like it. Please give me some comments so I know if you like it or not.(Btw you can choose your character's name.. What you look like and everything else) . Have fun:) Damon only found out he had cancer after he met a girl and her dog in the park, who lay down right in front of him. He didn't know what it meant, so he went for tests. The diagnosis took him by surprise, and at home he felt lost, helpless, not knowing what to do next. After a while, he decided to go out to the park to clear his mind — and there I found the same girl again.