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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!

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HannahLongbottom SS 100 Triumphant! Ramora Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: PININ for the FJORDS Posts: 5,639 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hadley Taylor Fourth Year	Canon Niffler \|\| Neville's Yorkshire Pudding \| \| Teddy's Biographer \|\| P + R = ♥ Quote: 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. Quote: 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! __________________