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After the war, Draco is restless. He doesn’t fit into this world, even if he helped save it, and the scar on his arm will prevent him from ever being accepted.

He has nothing but a depleted vault, scars, and a reputation that keeps them away. If they fear him, they’ll leave him alone. He can’t stand Muggleborns, didn’t fight for their freedom or respect, and hates being surrounded by them.

He travels, finding himself in Romania. There are dragons and a Weasley who smiles at him without malice. Draco stays, finding a place to belong when Charlie holds him.

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