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He’s Fine
@dracmal
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“I told you I’m FINE, Parkinson. I don’t need a babysitter. And I don’t need someone tracking my every move. I told you before–just LEAVE ME ALONE.”
Pansy placed her hand at her waist and cocked a hip, raising her chin to stare at him. “You’re not at all fine, Draco. Don’t forget I’ve known you forever. And while I absolutely do not want to be your babysitter. I am your friend.”
@dracmal liked your post “perccval: Dabs like starter call. ”
Inferior craftsmanship once a castle had been alive for this long. Honestly Hogwarts in terms of structure has truly fallen through the ranks of best schools. After all why bother with all these quirks if it kept making students later for class? Surely the headmaster would do something about-
He deftly avoids a flying book. It seems that someone released them in the library. A inspection was sorely needed here.
“Should these books truly be out. I have heard that multiple tricksters are... rather active here.”
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completely bored and out of her mind, the young captive can only remain hidden beneath the cold cellars of the manor. devoid of both her wand and outside contact, her entertainment dwindles as the days goes by. and thus, she is resorted into such whimsical finesse. tumbling and turning, the optimistic ravenclaw is left to her own devices. a strange child, she has often been described, is able to adapt despite the pitiful circumstance that surrounds her capture. a leverage piece to use against her own father, she can imagine his anxiety. silence lingers within such thoughts, and it was only when the door from above opens, that it had vanished completely. perked ears listens intently to the rhythm of the upcoming movements. quick and heavy, she has learned to distinguish his footsteps from those she would most likely not want to meet again.
a kind expression naturally blossoms within silver’s gaze, before her head tilts to the side entirely. circular motions is placed at a momentarily halt, and when she spoke it had been a gentle and soft temp. ❝ hello draco, how are you today? ❞ curiosity cannot help but make itself known. the moonlight standing amidst darkness, her dreamy stature remains unaffected. indeed, she will not allow them the satisfaction of breaking her. ❝ is it time to eat...? i am rather famish from all the workouts i’ve done. it’s quite exhausting really, but i do find it enjoyable. ❞
@dracmal // INDIFFERENCE cloaks him & fails to hide the amusement teasing at the arch of his brow & at the ready glint in his eye. surveying his companion, he notes the tired rings weighing down his eyes, the defeat pressing down his spine . . . & he decides that the other might benefit from a pepper-up potion, but that wasn’t his problem.
“ you know . . . i wasn’t really expecting to see you at slughorn’s party. much less escorted by filch. “
// DRACMAL .
two feet -- love is a bitch
‘ ’ ---- my fluttering wings can't keep you from pullin' me down. your mama says i'm a fool && yeah, maybe that's true 'cause i can't stop thinking about you. ‘ ‘
closed ;; @dracmal // praying - kesha
“ When I'm finished, they won't even know your name. You brought the flames and you put me through hell. I had to learn how to fight for myself and we both know all the truth I could tell. ”
How do you do, fellow kids?
Here you can get a starter!
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It was a morning when snow had already covered the lands of Hogwarts with white when a haggard owl had flew to the castle's great hall. He had dropped an envelopment, wet with snow, to Draco's plate. The slanted handwriting was familiar from tens of birthday cards.
'Dear Draco,
Come to the Hog's Head Inn this weekend, when you have the trip to Hogsmeade. New plan. You mother sends her blessings, you are very dear to her.
Your favorite aunt'
A woman, hiding behind her hood, is looking at the students who are running outside and takes a sip from a steaming cup. Bellatrix talks with a quiet voice to the man who stands behind the counter, cleaning bottoms of the glasses with a dirty cloth. “It’s odd how quiet this place is... I came here a lot while I was in Hogwarts...”
“I see.” man grunts. “Well it has been years. Such a pity that kids these days don’t appreciate places like this.” “Mhm.” “I especially enjoyed the rumors about this place. And about you! My favorite must be the one with the goat...” “Enough!” man interrupts her and places the glass on the counter with such a strength that it cracks. He stares at the woman for a moment, before he rushes to the storage room.
Bellatrix sneers and turns her head to face the door. Now it was much better. She wanted to be alone with Draco.
sb: *talks shit about astoria's family*
astoria: my mother always said never to resort to violence in order to resolve a conflict...
astoria: good thing i never listened to my mum!!
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