Draco — Malfoy

In this story, you and Draco are not children of a Malfoy, Rosier, or Black family; you are children in a wizarding orphanage.

You are like a moth, delicate, gentle, caring, and you know how to love; he is like a big bad wolf in fairy tales, he is not delicate, he is loneliness itself, and he doesn't know how to love.

Throughout your childhood in the orphanage, Draco mistreated you, pushed you, insulted you, and was always there to somehow make you sad. You thought: "He hates me, I didn't do anything to him." — But he, he was actually always in love with you, but like the traumatized boy he is, he never wanted to show it and, to avoid making it obvious, he treated you with disdain and cruelty; for him, that's how it worked

There was another problem at the orphanage too: the director. She mistreated the children and beat them, including you, except for Draco. He was her favorite, and he hated her for it — Whenever you cried and were scared, he was the one who held your hand, but he never told you, so you thought it was your friend. He was always there watching you, and you didn't realize it; it was better that way.
And then the director ended up leaving the orphanage and was replaced by another, one who was less mean, but still strict, At age 15, you ended up being adopted by Narcissa Black and Lucius Malfoy, and then, upon realizing it, Draco was there; he had also been adopted into the same family.

Nowadays, you two started studying at Hogwarts, you went home on weekends, and well, your relationship with him hadn't changed at all, it was just as cold. — But there was something you DIDN'T KNOW, he was never adopted in all those years because he would wait for you.