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aspiring-writer replied to your post: i know youre online, so im going to confirm to...
I was wondering if that was the case
never doubt, never ever doubt.
This is also my 1000th post. Congratulations you get a cookie.
"Whenever a topic is too sensitive to joke about, we make a bunch of jokes about it"
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Unbelievable fanfic for Aspiring Writer
They were a couple. The news spread throughout the small Ethiopian village. "Kourtney and Clive Cherish Malbrook are dating". You see, Clive Cherish Malbrook had no taste in woman. It was evidenced in his last relationship.
For years people had speculated that Clive Cherish Malbrook was a HOMOsexual, yes a HOMOsexual. But that was broken we he started dating the depressing Charlotte of Lotte.
But was not to be. Kourtney died shortly after. She slipped on a day old pancake and suffered a humaliting death. In happiness Clive Cherish Malbrook married Rodney, a rough fireman with musculature.
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Voices all raised at once, overlapping each other.
Charlotte took a deep breath as she entered the room, the three blondes yelling at each other and it was a lot for her to take in. This wasn't normally the way it all worked in her household: Lucius said something and the rest of them obeyed, but this was different. They were the Malfoys and Charlotte was taking on a whole new persona that Lucius didn't approve of, Draco hated because he was trying to be what his father wanted, and that Narcissa was wary of because she was just trying to protect her little girl. Still, Charlotte wanted to be heard because they were arguing about her.
"I may not be an adult yet, but I'm perfectly capable of making my own choices," Charlotte told them, grabbing their attention.
Just like that all focus was on her and while at first everyone's mouth was gaping open, Charlotte watched as they all started to straighten themselves out. Lucius tapped his expensive cane, Draco fixed his warm knitted sweater and Narcissa pushed her hair out of her face and looked at her daughter with doting eyes. Adopted or not, Charlotte looked like the Malfoys and she was a Malfoy by blood or not and right now she had their attention.
"I'm not always going to do what you want me to do but it's not your choice--Draco and I spend the majority of our time at Hogwarts and there I get full marks and I uphold the family name and I excel," Charlotte explained to them. "I know you don't like my choice in friends, but my choice in honest and true people should reflect highly on your parenting and shouldn't affect your position in the ministry at all, Father. Also, I don't take kindly to being talked about when I'm in the other room."
Lucius nodded slowly and then spoke up. "We are not worried about the Mitchell's even if they aren't our first choices for you...we are worried about you spending a ridiculous amount of time with that Potter boy and it has to stop."
"Harry has been more of a friend to me this year than my own brother," Charlotte replied slowly, her eyes boring into Draco's as she spoke but no matter the wrenching in his heart at the words...Draco kept his mouth shut and because he did, Charlotte simply turned and walked out of the room.