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Maxilocks · 10-24-2009, 01:59 AM

The 2nd Golden Goblin Awards

For Dee<3 with shiny, white teeth,
who ~~forced~~ wanted me to write a fic on Draco,
and who chose its title.

♥
SixteenthFFthreadonSS<3.

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Chapter #1
The Beginning

“There is a cosmic dance of creation”

Things had not been so bad, lately. Fred and George had agreed to let her help them in their shop over the summer, and she had definitely grown a few inches. She was a little over the height of five feet six inches now and, as far as Ginny Weasley was concerned, it was more than fine.

She met the twins on her way upstairs, and noticed that they were carrying armfuls of what looked like mashed, sticky lumps of wet paper. “Mum’s in the kitchen,” she said, before they could open their mouths to ask. “Better Apparate, she’s not too happy.”

Molly Weasley would not be, of course – not when she knew half a dozen members of the Order were coming to dinner, and she had a bare half hour to cook a scrumptious meal, not only for them, but also her brood of seven kids. Not to count Harry and Hermione – both of whom had come over for the summer – and a tired Mr. Weasley.

Fred and George had other things on their mind, though. “I’m not sure if we can Apparate with all this in our arms,” Fred said, looking slightly worried. “Is she really that angry?” Ever since their shop had proved itself such a massive success, Molly Weasley had stopped trying to convince them to give up their ideas of a joke shop, and return to Hogwarts; but a spell of Molly-Weasley-bad-mood still meant that caution was required.

“More than you know,” Ginny replied, her eyes glinting as she surveyed the supplies in the twins’ arms. “What are those anyway?”

“That’s classified,” George said, looking smug. “We shall see you... later.” He turned to Fred, and there was a certain sparkle of mischief in his eyes that Ginny did not fail to notice. “Shall we give it a try then, George?”

Fred nodded. “Indeed, brother.”

There was a crack, and the two of them disappeared into thin air. Ginny shook her head, using one of the gloves in the pocket of her jeans to pick up a portion of the paper-lump that had fallen out of Fred and George’s laden arms, when they had taken to Apparition. On closer inspection, it looked like snow frozen in place, and it shimmered when she held it up to the light. A sudden urge to re-examine it later, overwhelmed her and, wrapping it in her glove, Ginny stowed it into a back pocket of her faded jeans.

It was late in the afternoon, and she was looking forward to a nap, now. Today had been her last day helping the twins with their joke shop, for tomorrow would see the Hogwarts Engine whisking her away to her second home. Her mind still on the shop, she made her way into her bedroom – it was small, made to seem smaller by a massive poster of her favourite quidditch team adorning an entire wall – and was surprised to see a tawny owl perched at the window-sill, looking slightly dazed as if it had collided with the transparent window-pane, in an effort to hop into the room.

“You poor thing!”

The owl hooted rather faintly in response. If it had been a person, Ginny thought as she crossed the floor and opened the window, I would have thought they were drunk. The bird hopped in, tried to rub its head against her hand as she stroked it, and then held out a leg. Ginny quickly untied the envelope attached to it, and was surprised to see that it bore the Hogwarts crest. Did this mean that she was in trouble? Sure, the last thing she had done before returning home for the summer was to turn Millicent Bulstrode's hair a flaming pink but, surely, Dumbledore would not write to her parents now, now that the holidays had pretty much come to an end.

“You won’t find out if you don’t open it, you know.”

Ginny turned; the speaker was the oval-shaped mirror mounted on the wall opposite. “Thanks for the info of the century, mirror man,” she said, shaking red locks out of her eyes as, with a sparkle in them, she tore open the envelope and plunged a hand outside. Something golden and scarlet fell to the floor, something golden and scarlet and rather metallic. What followed next was an exclamation filled with clear surprise.

“My God, I’m a Prefect!”

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{ Index }

[] Chapter #01 :: The Beginning
[] Chapter #02 :: Head Boy
[] Chapter #03 :: The Coming of Destiny
[] Chapter #04 :: The Prologue to no Escape
[] Chapter #05 :: Companionship
[] Chapter #06 :: A Brief History of Time
[] Chapter #07 :: Blanket
[] Chapter #08 :: Leonti
[] Chapter #09 :: Ambush
[] Chapter #10 :: The Entrance to Pre-Death
[] Chapter #11 :: The Eye of Fate
[] Chapter #12 :: The Fire of Regelia
[] Chapter #13 :: Better than Chocolate
[] Chapter #14 :: Our Iron Bridges
[] Chapter #15 :: The Final Separation
[] Chapter #16 :: Love Cancels Love
[] Chapter #17 :: The Tree of Solutions
[] Chapter #18 :: The Proof of Humanity
[] Chapter #19 :: The End of the Beginning
[] Endnotes {and disclaimers}

Maxilocks · 11-14-2009, 03:11 PM

Chapter # 16
Love Cancels Love
“There are symmetries which relate matter with anti-matter.”

“No.”

His voice was calm, strangely calm. Quietly, Draco removed his hand from her cheek; quietly, Draco placed his wand at his temple.

“Ennerva.”

It was dark magic, the curse the death eaters used to drain a human’s energy, and acquire it for their own selves. Draco realized now why the spell was illegal: he felt as if someone had ripped his chest open, was forcing out, in fiery manner, every vestige of life he possessed. He pressed his free hand against Ginny’s hand, almost felt his energy wash out of him in one sickening, dizzying wave, and enter her.

Slowly but steadily, she began to breathe, and he let his wand fall - exhausted; in pain; near to collapse. The thing clattered to the ground and rolled away, but he did not - was too worn-out to - care. Sitting up against the nearest tree-trunk, he took a breath to steady himself and then gently, almost as if she was an artifact of glass that would break if mishandled, he scooped her up in his arms and kissed her.

She opened her eyes, placed a hand on her chest and winced in pain.

“Don’t,” she whispered.

“I love you,” he replied, against her lips.

She buried her head in his chest and cried. Actually cried. The kind of tears that roll free, without any sound or wail or noise. It astounded him that she was crying –- he had seen her fire, seen her fury, but he had never seen her – or even thought she could – cry. He pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapped around her, and shook his head. He pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapped around her, and wiped away her tears. He pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapped around her – and kissed her again.

Ginny didn’t know when she hugged him back, when she kissed him back, when she fell into an exhausted sleep.

When she woke up, she was surprised to find herself on a bed. It was rough and wooden, but the sheets were a fine, white cloth that was soft to the touch and, for the first time since she had left Hogwarts, Ginny found that waking up from sleep did not mean aching all over. She sat up, realized her head had been resting on a pillow, and scrunched up her face in confusion.

Where had she last been? That forest. A shiver suddenly ran down her frame as she remembered the attack – and then Malfoy – no, Draco – he had – oh gosh, she had let him kiss her again. But he had said he loved her. He had said that, hadn’t he? She felt a wild sort of joy as she remembered his words, but then it was confusion once more as she wondered where she was.

The room she was in was medium-sized, the walls a likeness of red-brick, the floor hard, but not cold, stone. She walked over to the door, pushed it open and stepped into the hallway outside. It was rough structure, the building, but it seemed to hold its own, bear a refined sort of dignity.

Where the hallway melted into an end, began a small room with doors in each, tall wall. Bemused, Ginny tilted her head to one side, the cogs in her mind whirling at break-neck speed -- the place did not seem dangerous (though appearances had a habit of deception), but where was she?

It was at this moment that a door to her right flew open, and a tall man walked into the hallway. He came to a quick halt when he saw her and, even though a eyepatch of white covered one of his bright, black eyes - attached round his head by thick string - Ginny recognized the face, the black hair at once. Oh my, it's -

“Well, well, well, seems like little miss is awake, Mr. Malfoy.”

With a grin, Bowman Wright stepped aside to reveal the tall, graceful figure of Draco Malfoy. He wore no robe and, instead of the usual black, a loose, white shirt paired with his jeans. It suited him better than she could have imagined it might, brought out the grey of his eyes, the silver-blonde of his hair. Must. Not. Stare. Ginny reminded herself, and then she raised an eyebrow and said, quite casually makes,

“Makes you look a donkey.”

Draco grinned, a grin as unlike as his old, malevolent one as possible. “Thanks,” he said. “Aren’t you going to ask where we are?”

“I expect you to tell,” she replied loftily. It was like an ages-old knot had loosened - they could talk, for once, without restraint. He was alright, she was alright, and the relief was almost unbearable.

Draco grinned again. “I brewed the potion, transferred my memory of Bowman into its contents – you know, like people transfer memories into a pensieve – drank some of the thing, and the cauldron’s surface showed me the way to his house. Where we now are, might I mention.” He nodded towards Bowman. “The One-Eyed Hero for you.”

Ginny had read Bowman Wright had had been tall, but she had neither expected him to be a good half-foot taller than Draco, nor his hair to so resemble an unmowed lawn. The thought made the corners of her mouth twitch, but she checked the grin before it could grow – she had read, too, that the famed man was rather touchy about his hair, and the last thing she wanted was to be thrown out of so comfortable a place on the grounds that she had made jest of it.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wright.”

“It’s Bowman,” the tall man corrected, as he began to shuffle away. Draco gave her a look that explained they had to follow and, with a nod, Ginny stepped after him. They went through one of the doors, only to come upon a dining room that boasted of a table set with food that looked – despite bearing no resemblance to the sort she was used to consuming – quite delicious: platters of steaming meats; soft garnishes of silver foils; and wraps of dough, inlaid with chili and rich spices.

“I thought you would be hungry,” Bowman announced, waving a hand to show that they could help themselves to the eatables – which Ginny did at once, loading a plate to the brim before sitting down to dig into it, all manners forgotten.

“Though I can’t say," and now Bowman had sat down, too. "That I’m not helping you because I don’t have a special interest in you two. Kids from the future – very interesting. Almost makes me want –” his eyes acquired a rather dreamy touch that made Ginny laugh out loud – “to ask you all about it. But –” he pulled himself up, shaking the dreaminess away – “I know I shouldn’t, know time’s not something to be meddled with. Nor is history, for that matter. So –” he paused and stifled a rising yawn.

“So what?” Ginny teased.

Draco nudged her to be quiet, but Bowman only raised an eyebrow. “So,” the tall man said, biting into a huge piece of what looked like cooked dough. “So I follow the “ask no questions, hear no lies” principle.”

He paused, swallowed, and turned to look at Draco, “As I was telling you before the ma’am interrupted, man, the witch you’re looking for lives next door. Mystic sort of woman, Haudrey Humphey, but if there’s anyone who can fix a time-turner – not that they’ve been invented yet, and she knows well enough to keep her mouth shut about it, if you tell her – it’s her. Pay her a visit anytime, will you two?”

He finished his mass of cooked dough, licked his lips, and left them alone with a “Be in my room” to Draco. They sat alone, Ginny and he, after Bowman had left. The dining hall was silent, except for the occasional clink of plates as they were moved or re-filled, until Ginny found a voice to speak.

“So...”

Draco looked up inquiringly. "Yes?"

“When are we going to meet this Haudrey woman?” she asked quietly. Now that it seemed they finally had a chance to leave, she almost did not want to. The prospect of Hogwarts brought welcome memories, but attached to them were, now, frightening possibilities that she could not un-consider – she and Draco were not dating, were they? Would he leave her once they were back, return to his old self, the self that hated her? And if he did not, what would her family, her friends say? The future seemed as difficult as it was near, and Ginny did not want to think of it.

Perhaps he was thinking along the same lines, perhaps he was not. He gave a broad shrug of his shoulders, cleaned his plate, stood up. “We could go now, if you like.” Without waiting for a response, he strode towards the door. Ginny leaped after him, grabbed him and turned him around.

“Draco,” she whispered.

She tilted her face upwards, he leaned down – and pulled away.

“No,” he said quietly. “We can’t, Ginny.”

There was a lump in her throat, a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. “Why?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

He looked away, refusing to meet her eye. “We can’t,” he repeated quietly. "It wouldn't - we can't."

She stood there, so cold it felt as if someone was emptying bucketfuls of icy water on her, and he opened the door and left the hall.

purple·myst · 11-14-2009, 03:11 PM

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

SHE CAN'T BE DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Awesome posts though Maxie!!!!

Maxilocks · 11-14-2009, 03:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Jay

Is this a hint????!!

It might be. -shifteh-

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After all they've been through, they still manage to sound like angry little kids!

Yes, isn't that wonderful? =pp

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That wuz a very well-written bitten. Very Malfoy!

Thanks a bunch, bebeh. Glad to know you liked it. =]

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I am tellin' you......... YOU CAN'T KILL GINNY!

Can, too. xP

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Originally Posted by Jennnn

SHE CAN'T BE DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, the things a writer can make others think.

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Awesome posts though Maxie!!!!

Thanks a bunch, luff. =]

Gryffindoll · 11-14-2009, 04:04 PM

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“Makes you look a donkey.”

LMFAO!
That killed me, Maxers… killed me!

DUDE!
Draco is SUCH a tease! I'm really starting to feel bad for Ginny now!

How frustrating, a guy you like that likes you back but then wants to act like nothing's happened. Poor Ginny!

Get it together, boy! C'monnn!

I must have moarrrr, Maxers, MOARRRRRR! D:

Vampire_BaD_GiRl · 11-14-2009, 04:10 PM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

*splashes water on your face* =[

*Wakes up*
Will Jasper Cullen come, turn Ginny into a vampire, and then D/G will have a very Twilight story?

Quote:

Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Did my Nehtehleh have fun? ^____________^

Yeeeeeaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!!
I played for half an hour table football, and now my hand hurts =\

And I danced sooooooooooooo much...
I understand now why people like going to dace clubs

One girl commented that all I didn't have was a stick, but hey-I was the one who burnt much more calories with my wild dancing

Quote:

Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

I can update right now.

Imperio! Maxie is going to update right now. -lifts the Imperius-

EDIT: There's a new chapter for god-knows-how-many-time and I didn't notice!

-off to read-

Maxilocks · 11-14-2009, 04:43 PM

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Originally Posted by DeeLeeLufffeee'8820074

LMFAO!
That killed me, Maxers… killed me!

But you're ... alive. =O

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Draco is SUCH a tease! I'm really starting to feel bad for Ginny now!

How frustrating, a guy you like that likes you back but then wants to act like nothing's happened. Poor Ginny!

Get it together, boy! C'monnn!

If a guy even THOUGHT of doing that to me, I would literally WHACK his head open. *pets Ginny* She's a good girl, and she's... patient.

Draco: Well, I'm a bad boy, aren't I?

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Originally Posted by My Nehtehleh

*Wakes up*
Will Jasper Cullen come, turn Ginny into a vampire, and then D/G will have a very Twilight story?

I haven't read Twilight. SERIOUSLY!

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Yeeeeeaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!!
I played for half an hour table football, and now my hand hurts =\

And I danced sooooooooooooo much...
I understand now why people like going to dace clubs
One girl commented that all I didn't have was a stick, but hey-I was the one who burnt much more calories with my wild dancing

Awww. *hugs your head* Ish that better? <3

LOL, that was... BAD of her. But dancing is fun! Even though I'm not that good at it. =[ But really.. I LOVE to dance. It's awesome!

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EDIT: There's a new chapter for god-knows-how-many-time and I didn't notice!

Hehe, at least you noticed now.

Gryffindoll · 11-14-2009, 04:47 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

But you're ... alive. =O

-Jumps off cliff-
o_o
Not anymoreee...

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

If a guy even THOUGHT of doing that to me, I would literally WHACK his head open. *pets Ginny* She's a good girl, and she's... patient.

SRSLY!!
Stupid Draco (I still love you)! That boy's meannn.

& I never expected Ginny to have so much patience. That poor girl. I just hope you'll give us a happy ending, Maxers...

You better!

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Draco: Well, I'm a bad boy, aren't I?

& That's why I love you...

You smexy thing, you....

Lislchen · 11-14-2009, 04:49 PM

*sniffles*

*tries to wipe tears away*
That...the end of that last chapter was...it was just...*blows nose*
Uhm...

I just looooooove the way Malfoy was suddenly Draco in her eyes. Did that make sense?

Oooooh...and guess who's back and the hero all over again???

<3 <3

HannahLongbottom · 11-14-2009, 04:53 PM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Damaged? Oh my, I wouldn't put it that way. -shakes head-

Yush, I is! *happy* Me likey your ficcie. <3

Well, there are the chapters that show Draco in eternal mourning. -is surprised you haven't sent Hermia after me-

*gives you a Neville cookie* ^^

Well, how would you put it? She ain't normal, is she? Not with the stuff that she's done.

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Chapter # 16
Love Cancels Love
“There are symmetries which relate matter with anti-matter.”

“No.”

His voice was calm, strangely calm. Quietly, Draco removed his hand from her cheek; quietly, Draco placed his wand at his temple.

“Ennerva.”

It was dark magic, the curse the death eaters used to drain a human’s energy, and acquire it for their own selves. Draco realized now why the spell was illegal: he felt as if someone had ripped his chest open, was forcing out, in fiery manner, every vestige of life he possessed. He pressed his free hand against Ginny’s hand, almost felt his energy wash out of him in one sickening, dizzying wave, and enter her.

Slowly but steadily, she began to breathe, and he let his wand fall - exhausted; in pain; near to collapse. The thing clattered to the ground and rolled away, but he did not - was too worn-out to - care. Sitting up against the nearest tree-trunk, he took a breath to steady himself and then gently, almost as if she was an artifact of glass that would break if mishandled, he scooped her up in his arms and kissed her.

She opened her eyes, placed a hand on her chest and winced in pain.

“Don’t,” she whispered.

“I love you,” he replied, against her lips.

She buried her head in his chest and cried. Actually cried. The kind of tears that roll free, without any sound or wail or noise. It astounded him that she was crying –- he had seen her fire, seen her fury, but he had never seen her – or even thought she could – cry. He pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapped around her, and shook his head. He pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapped around her, and wiped away her tears. He pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapped around her – and kissed her again.

I KNEW that you would fix it! *Calls off Hermia*

Another amazing kiss! Brilliant stuff! I luff they way that you write and the yummy tension, just brilliant!

Vampire_BaD_GiRl · 11-14-2009, 04:54 PM

Draco's a hero!!! <33333333333333

He's so romantic.... I just want to fangirl over him until the world ends

WHAT? Can't be together????
Bad boy Draco.
-pets ginny-

Maxilocks · 11-14-2009, 04:54 PM

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Originally Posted by DeeLeeLuffeee

-Jumps off cliff-
o_o
Not anymoreee...

DeeLee! Come back THIS INSTANT!
*drags you up cliffiee*

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SRSLY!!
Stupid Draco (I still love you)! That boy's meannn.

& I never expected Ginny to have so much patience. That poor girl. I just hope you'll give us a happy ending, Maxers...

You better!

If you show me the whippie again, I SHAN'T! *eyes you* But if you're good, maybe I ~~won't kill both of them~~ will give you a happy ending. =]

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& That's why I love you...

You smexy thing, you....

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Originally Posted by Liishaterz

*tries to wipe tears away*
That...the end of that last chapter was...it was just...*blows nose*
Uhm...

It was what?

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I just looooooove the way Malfoy was suddenly Draco in her eyes. Did that make sense?

Yes, it does! That's called falling in love, I think. xDD

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Oooooh...and guess who's back and the hero all over again???

He doesn't have an eye now, though.

*clings to your head*

Gryffindoll · 11-14-2009, 04:58 PM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

DeeLee! Come back THIS INSTANT!
*drags you up cliffiee*

-Bumps into rocks and tree branches and stuff on the way up-
Owie... u_x

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

If you show me the whippie again, I SHAN'T! *eyes you* But if you're good, maybe I ~~won't kill both of them~~ will give you a happy ending. =]

You're.... MEAN!! You're a mean FF writer, Maxers!!! D: & You like to play with my little heart even worse than Draco plays with Ginny's!

Jessica · 11-14-2009, 04:58 PM

I have to read!!!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Maxilocks · 11-14-2009, 05:00 PM

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Originally Posted by Nehtehleh

Draco's a hero!!! <33333333333333

Ginny: He's a TEASE, that's what he is.

*glares at him*

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He's so romantic.... I just want to fangirl over him until the world ends

~~Don't we all?~~ I agree. He is SMEXEH!. =DD

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-pets ginny-

Ginny: Thank you. *sniff*

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Originally Posted by Joolsh

Well, how would you put it? She ain't normal, is she? Not with the stuff that she's done.

How would YOU put it, ma'am author, ma'am? But really.. it's what I always say - the world isn't black and white, we can't sort people into "good" and "bad" because that's just too.. narrow-minded.

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I KNEW that you would fix it! *Calls off Hermia*

Another amazing kiss! Brilliant stuff! I luff they way that you write and the yummy tension, just brilliant!

You called off Hermia? Phewwwww! =DD

ThankyouTHANKYOU. *blush*

* * * JayMay: Awww. Take your time, bebeh. =]

Jessica · 11-14-2009, 05:03 PM

Hehez, I will. Dun ya worry!

Congratz on a new page too!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Maxilocks · 11-14-2009, 05:03 PM

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Originally Posted by DeeLeeLuffee

-Bumps into rocks and tree branches and stuff on the way up-
Owie... u_x

I sowweee, DeeLee! =[

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You're.... MEAN!! You're a mean FF writer, Maxers!!! D: & You like to play with my little heart even worse than Draco plays with Ginny's!

x 453689546

DeeLeee! You must NOT faint. Get up RIGHT now, lady! You hear me? YOU HEAR ME? You don't want me to let Mr. Donkey out of his box, do you? *looks VERY SLIGHTLY evil*

Gryffindoll · 11-14-2009, 05:06 PM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

I sowweee, DeeLee! =[

-Sniff; sniff-
It's okayyy... =[

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

x 453689546

DeeLeee! You must NOT faint. Get up RIGHT now, lady! You hear me? YOU HEAR ME? You don't want me to let Mr. Donkey out of his box, do you? *looks VERY SLIGHTLY evil*

o__o

.
.
.
... I don't wanna... )=
I'm depressed...
Maxers is going to kill Draco...

-Stays fainted on the floor-
):

purple·myst · 11-14-2009, 05:13 PM

hmmm, something in the order that these post is a little off

like your new post, was before my reply post...oddd...

anyway, I kinda agree with Ginny, as much as I want them to go back to Hogwarts to see what happens there, I don't want them too, because I don't want things to change...

Lislchen · 11-14-2009, 05:20 PM

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Originally Posted by THEONEWHOSWRITINGTHEBESTFFEVAHDRACOFTW!

It was what?

...uhm...sad? Cryworthy? Typical Draco? To be expected? Pick one.

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Yes, it does! That's called falling in love, I think. xDD

Oh, so that's falling in love. *writes that on a post-it*
I'll remember that...so every time I suddenly think of somebody as Draco I'm in love with that somebody. Yes?

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He doesn't have an eye now, though.

*clings to your head*

He still is awesome.

*clings back*

harita · 11-14-2009, 05:53 PM

aw...love it maxie...they both looks os cute together...waiting for more...

JeshieRAWR · 11-14-2009, 06:09 PM

Why can't Draco be killed because he's acting so stupid!?

I'm soo kidding so don't do that please!
Oh and was that a dream of Ginny's?!?!?!?
PAMS!!!
Jess(:

Vampire_BaD_GiRl · 11-14-2009, 06:10 PM

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Ginny: He's a TEASE, that's what he is.

*glares at him*

Hehe, Gin, you don't think that when you want to continue snogging him for ever

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

~~Don't we all?~~ I agree. He is SMEXEH!. =DD

Team Draco!!
Because smexy ~~evil~~ Slytherins are just much more attractive. <3333333

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Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Ginny: Thank you. *sniff*

Don't worry, Gin, I'll

him, and then he'll be all goody-goody to you =]
And you'll be so sweet together that I'll scream "Aww, they're sooooooooo cute!" in the middle of the street

HannahLongbottom · 11-14-2009, 08:28 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

How would YOU put it, ma'am author, ma'am? But really.. it's what I always say - the world isn't black and white, we can't sort people into "good" and "bad" because that's just too.. narrow-minded.

You called off Hermia? Phewwwww! =DD

ThankyouTHANKYOU. *blush*

I'd say that she's a raging tempest of emotion, hence the title! She's a bit messed up though. Damaged. I broke her. She's certainly a shades of grey kind of person.

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