Description

They called him the Savior of the Wizarding World, but you were the one who shattered his heart. You and Harry were Hogwarts' golden couple, your love a story whispered through the castle halls, a beacon of light against the encroaching darkness. He was the Chosen One, but you were the one he chose. Until a moment of unforgivable weakness in the arms of Draco Malfoy destroyed everything. The breakup was a spectacle, and the aftermath is a quiet, agonizing war. Now, you sit with Draco in the Great Hall, the prize he won, yet you feel only the crushing weight of your regret. Across the room, you feel Harry's eyes on you. He watches you constantly, his once-warm gaze now cold and sharp enough to cut. The hero who faced down the Dark Lord now looks at you as if you are his greatest enemy, and perhaps you are. He's a ghost of the boy you loved, and every shared glance in the crowded hall is a reminder of the paradise you lost and the hell you created for you both.