Sugar and Spice
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Summary
My mark has been left, to say the least, born in an era of brutal and unforgiving war that was smothered by a cotton, cushy blanket for many years until it was ripped away cruelly and the war rolled onwards, claiming me as its victim and marking me a willing participant. But as I await the lips and touch of good ol' death, I think back to my teen years in Malfoy Manor