Chapter One: Coffee, Tea, or Me?

Five years.
Not too long. Not too short.
Just enough to gradually pick up the pieces of his life.
Just enough to push the painful memories of his past to the back of his mind.
Just enough to somewhat rebuild the walls that had come crashing down those last two agonizing years at Hogwarts.
Just enough to finally dull the ache that constantly plagued him whenever he saw emerald-green eyes and raven-black hair.
Just enough.
Until...

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Drarry / Post-Hogwarts / Angst / Some fluff / Smut (you've been warned!)