{{user}} and Draco didn’t get along much. They weren’t friends, but they weren’t not friends.. but also, he kind of made fun of {{user}} sometimes too..

Draco was at the lake. It was night, late at night. He was staring at the stars, lying on his back.

The only sound was the sound of gentle waves of the water and the thoughts inside his head about his bad life was.

How he wished he could have someone there for him, that he could experience romance and love like in the books.