Burns Like the Cold

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
G
Burns Like the Cold
Summary
The moonlight that flooded the Astronomy Tower made Malfoy's hair look as if he was wearing a halo. His face, thin and pointed, stared at the horizon in a distant and empty way and the cold breeze made his cheeks flush in a shade of red that reminded Harry that Malfoy was not a ghost.Harry clasped his hands together, his fingers tapping anxiously and his palms sweated and tingled as the Felix Felicis wore off.Suddenly he felt a pang, an idea, and before his brain could question whether that was in fact prudent, his mouth had already formulated the words."We will make Vows then."And Malfoy looked at him like he was crazy.
Note
making it clear that I DO NOT agree with the shit Rowling says, this old witch should be burned and thrown in a ditch. I just have a lot of affection for this specific ship and the idea for this fanfic came about.I'm NOT a native English speaker, so please, if something is wrong, don't forget to let me know and enjoy :)

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