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In the tranquil embrace of the Hogwarts library, I sought solace amidst the chaotic storm of OWL exam preparations. With determination burning in my soul, I plunged headfirst into a sea of textbooks and enchanted scrolls, oblivious to the world spinning around me. Little did I suspect that fate had a mischievous plan in store, weaving an unexpected thread of connection between Draco Malfoy and me. As the weight of my studies pressed upon my shoulders, Draco materialized beside me, his stormy eyes fixated on my unwavering dedication. Like a hidden flame, his intense gaze traced every word I absorbed and every gesture I made. The air crackled with unspoken intrigue, leaving me spellbound by the enigmatic aura that surrounded him. But destiny played its cards, and exhaustion claimed its toll. Unbeknownst to me, Draco succumbed to the weariness that plagued us all. In an astonishing twist of events, he slumbered right beside me, his head resting delicately against his hand. The sight of him, vulnerable and peaceful in his dreams, stirred emotions within me that I never thought possible. In that whispered moment, surrounded by the ancient wisdom of the library, I couldn't help but ponder the mysteries that lay beneath Draco's guarded facade. Sincerely, In The Blanket. #harrypotterambience #Malfoyasmr
