Hello there, and welcome to LiJaF-LWfaDE [the abbreviation is almost as long as the title itself], my third Fan Fiction on SnitchSeeker. Constructive criticism is appreciated, but please don’t flame me. Also, if you have a problem with one of my readers, please PM them about it. Don’t yell at them on my thread.

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Normally, I leave a summary of the story ... but I figured that the title explains itself pretty well. So without further ado ... Love is Just a Four-Letter Word for a Death Eater.




To some people, love is something taken for granted. It is pushed aside when it becomes inconvenient, yet, when desired, people expect to receive it, no questions asked. After all, love is supposed to be unconditional. But to people like me … love is a hindrance. It is not needed, it is not accepted, and it is not wanted. For a Death Eater, love is just a four-letter word.


“Did you see his face?” Malfoy sneers as we walk into our Common Room. “I thought the kid was going to puke all over himself!”

I watch him as he imitates the boy, puffing out his cheeks and crossing his eyes. I can’t help but to laugh stupidly. It’s my job.

“I’m bored,” Crabbe sighs just moments after Draco stops his game of charades. Draco looks at him angrily. He doesn’t like it when it is basically implied that he is boring. I don’t say anything. Sometimes I think Malfoy is more stupid than Crabbe.

“What’re you looking at?” Malfoy glares at me, looking for somewhere to vent his newfound anger.

“Nothing,” I hastily reply. “I think I’ll go to bed, now. I don’t feel well.”

Malfoy laughs, and Crabbe joins in, though I’m sure he doesn’t understand what is funny. I look at the two and finally ask, “What?”

“We know what you’re up to,” Malfoy says first. Crabbe doesn’t talk much.

“What?” I ask again, more innocently this time.

Draco shakes his head. “You’re pathetic. You’re writing to her again, aren’t you?”

“Who?” I question, wishing that my appearance of stupidity would finally be convincing when I need it.

“That girl – the one we met – well, you know when. On our way to work. What’s her name? Janie? What a boring name.”

I don’t say anything. He already knows what‘s going through my head; I’m sure of it.

“You need to move on, Goyle. It’s not good for business to be tied down at such an early age. She wouldn’t understand you and the things that you do.”

I nod my head, agreeing. He’s probably right, but I don’t like to think of it. I manage to get away though, and I sit down to write a note anyway.

Dear Janie,
I got your last letter. Draco doesn’t like you sending them. You know how he is. I hope I can see you soon. Meet me in the Entrance Hall tomorrow at our usual time. Write me back quickly, okay?
- Goyle

P.S. I don’t know if I’ve ever told you, but I really like your first name.

Originally, I had written ‘Love, Goyle,’ at the end, but if it was intercepted, I’d be in trouble. No love is allowed. Like Draco says – it’s bad for business.

OMG!!! *spazzes*

You've posted!!!

Great start!!!

I've never seen a fan fic written in Goyle's point of view, too, which makes it all the more better!

Can't wait to see where it goes!

This is beautiful!!! I so know this is gonna be another great story from the great Caitlin!!

PAMS!!

Also, Goyle is like the bestest Slytherin.. After Nott..

Goyle? It's from his point of view? Wow, this is going to be great!

*glompspounces*

teehee I feel like a giddy little school girl...

GOYLE... what a beast... a dumb beast at times, but still a beast

lol

post more soon!

much love
~Rose

Great first post Caitlin!
It seems interesting
Personally, I would've never thought of writting an FF about Goyle but I think this one is going to be very interesting...

Post more soon!
-Emma

PAMS!

Ahhhh new fic! *celebrates* It sounds so interesting I can't wait to see what happens...so Goyle is really some sort of genius? I never would have thought! Great start, Cat!

PAMS PAMS PAMS!

-Gracie

EHHHHHHHHHHHH! I lovvvvvve it!! Great start!! *giggles*

*pounces on you*
Caitlin! It's gorgeous! I love it!
Imi
xxx

Ahh! You guys are totally fabulous! You make me much more confident - I was really afraid that no one would want to read a story from Goyle's POV. I'm posting tomorrow morning (around 8:30 EST) before I go to get my hair done ... so check in.

Yes. I figured it would be kinda lame it he went "Uhhh ... er .... FOOD!" the whole time.

See you guys tomorrow. You helped me get this FF off to a great start!

Love ALWAYS,
-- Caitlin

Love the story so far! Very interesting point of view! I was very surprised when you revieled it was from his point of view. Keep up the good work!

Catlin! i just saw you r story & decided to read it!!! its great! PAMS!!!

ALicia

Thanks guys. Well, I'm posting again! I was going to post twice today, but my boyfriend is coming over so ...

Enjoy!

We walk into Transfiguration and I begin to feel itchy. Not like skin-crawling-want-to-scratch-it itchy, but more like I-wish-I-wasn’t-here-and-instead-with-Janie itchy. I wiggle in my seat some and Crabbe looks at me stupidly.

“What?” I hiss.

“You’re moving.”

“No, I’m staying still - your eyes are just watching me so intensely you think I’m moving.”

He looks at me again, a weird expression on his face. He doesn’t get it.

“Settle down, class,” McGonagall barks, and we fall silent. She gives a curt nod, her outward sign of appreciation, and begins the lesson. “Today we will be discussing Ilarantia, also known as the transformation of land to water. You will each be given a jar of dirt and clay. I will show you three times how to perform the spell, so I expect you to take notes. After that, you can try it on your own. I will walk around the classroom to assist you.”

I pull out parchment and a quill and pretend to scribble down notes. My eyes glaze over and I find myself thinking of the first time I met Janie.

“Come on, Goyle. We’re going to be late. He doesn’t like it when we’re late,” Draco hissed as we sped through the Grounds.

I stared at him, deciding whether or not I’d fight back. I gave in. “We still have an hour.”

He whipped around and then pinned me up against a wall. His wand was under my chin and his eyes were showing signs of fury. I was stronger than him, but when his buttons were pressed not many would dare to come near.

I shook my head. “I’m sorry.”

Before he could say anything else, however, a small voice slashed through the silence. “Hello? Is everything all right over there?”

Draco shoved himself off of me, turning to face a girl probably two years younger than us. She had dark brown hair and emerald eyes that radiated. Since the moment I saw her, all breath had escaped from me.

Nothing similar could be said for Draco, though. He lost his angry demeanor and instead filled himself with a more arrogant one. “Who are you?”

Her eyes grazed over Draco then slowly met mine. I felt myself shudder.

To my surprise, she walked over to me, never once breaking eye contact. She stood just inches in front of me and ran her smooth fingers across my neck. I didn’t know what to think until she whispered, “Does it hurt?”

“What?” I asked, flabbergasted, but as she removed her hand I felt the pounding pain of where Draco had previously enforced so much pressure.

“That,” she grimaced. “I’m Janie.”

“Goyle,” I responded. “And that’s Draco.”

She looked at him for a moment, then turned her attention back to me. I knew he wouldn’t like that.

“How are you doing, Mr. Goyle?” McGonagall asks as she stands in front of me. I jump slightly, then look down ay my parchment. Nothing is there.

I search for a way to get out of conjuring the spell, but I see no open possibilities. Therefore, I decide I might as well try - no one is expecting me to succeed.

I clear my throat rather loudly and say, “Ilarantia,” with an odd wand movement. I try to copy what I had seen McGonagall do, but it is pointless, as I wasn’t paying too much attention. I squint at my jar as Malfoy laughs at me - he likes watching me fail. However, as I turn to look at him, the smile falls off of his face and McGonagall gives a short nod. She appears a little surprised about something, but I don’t know what.

“Good job, Mr. Goyle. Five points to Slytherin for being the first in the class to do the transformation properly.”

I shake my head frantically, thinking I must be going crazy. I have never won anything in my life, especially for my house. When the newfound whiplash subsides, I stare at my jar, and sure enough, it is full with water.

Crabbe smiles really big at me. “I’m thirsty.”

I pass him the jar and watch him drink it down.

Oh, I really like this! Who would have thought: a story in Goyle's POV? I love it! PAMSOID!!!

He did somthing right? Be still my beating heart!

So, so cool! Great post! I was wondering when it was going to appear! Can't wait for the next post!

~Marika

That is wonderful! You have depected Crabbe perfectly. I love that line, "I'm thirsty"

OMG, fantastic!!

Can't wait til your next post!

Shnap. Janie seems to be a very popular name for FF's. But anywho. I can't believe that Goyle actually did something right the first time Shocking. It's kinda cool that he's a genius though. Very interesting

PAMS!

So far it's as wonderful as always! I'm very happy to see that you have taken up another FF! Good luck with your story

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Shnap. Janie seems to be a very popular name for FF's. But anywho. I can't believe that Goyle actually did something right the first time Shocking. It's kinda cool that he's a genius though. Very interesting

Is it really? I just used it because it's my sister's name, lol. And I like it, so ... How many other FF's are using it? Maybe I should put a disclaimer in the beginning post, saying I didn't copy them or anything ... lol.

By the way - *poke* He's not a genius, to everyone who says so ... he just actually has a brain ... [which makes hima genius in our society, I guess] Haha I'm just kidding ...

Thanks for everyone's replies! I'll jump on again tomorrow to post!

Hey! New FF! It's great!

I love it so far! Keep it up!
PAMS!

I love it how you incorporate spells that we've probably never heard of in the books into your FFs!

PAMS!