@heroicintention // x
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Draco paused, his wand pointed at Harry with a wary look on his face. He wasn’t sure anymore what the fuck was going on, but the fact that his old bloody enemy found out about him being a werewolf just about killed him. Anyone searching out a werewolf didn’t normally have good intentions, and Draco was not about to wonder if Harry bloody Potter finally wanted revenge after all these years or not.
“An offer,” he repeated, eyes narrow. “Right. And what kind of offer did you have in mind, Potter? Chances are I’m not interested. I just want to be left alone, alright? I’m sorry for everything I’ve done, I’ve learned my lessons, I don’t want to be in trouble again.”











