tuathe it if you can

"The utter utter lack of heat for him froze Dudley, left him staring and so cold in that chill garden in this night storm, because he finally understood the secret and it was so horribly simple. All he could do was watch as Harry buried his face in the rain-slicked smoothness of Draco's throat,
and murmured words that had nothing to do with hatred..." - Maya "Hatred"

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