May 5, 2013
dracospride found their way to you
"Draco Malfoy. Fancy meeting you at a bookstore, of all places."
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dracospride found their way to you
"Draco Malfoy. Fancy meeting you at a bookstore, of all places."
The Room of Requirement || Draco Malfoy
Chaos was breaking out all over the castle as Harry ran down the corridors. He knew exactly what he had to do and where to go. He was running on adrenaline now. His worries about his friends and everyone else were pushed to the back of his mind as he focused on his current task. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath when he got to the place where the room of requirement was. When he opened his eyes the door was there.
Harry went inside, amazingly all the sounds of the castle were muted in his room. He looked around wondering where he was going to find the diadem. The door opened behind him and Harry ducked behind a pile of junk hiding him from whoever walked in.
dracospride replied to your post: //OK. I’m done….except for the links on the side,...
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//Thank you very much! :D
Ω ANSWER ME
Actually I used to stalk the dramione tag a LOT and then somehow I came across Jack's/Megan's blog "thebadboydracomalfoy" I followed it and he followed me back, and then Jack (who was still running the blog at the time) made a post about Draco needing guy friends and I had just read The Bracelet and Theodore Nott was in that and so I messaged Jack and was like "how would you like a Theodore Nott?" and it was a really spur of the moment thing but I did it and THAT'S HOW I GOT STARTED. That was september 2011 :)
And So We Meet Again || Draco & Ginny
Scarlet locks were flying everywhere as the wind whipped around the unknown shore. The sun was shining down brightly on her freckled cheeks and her polished toes were burrowing their way into the sand. She stood facing a tall and handsome man whose face she could not discern. He had obviously said something funny because soon her head was thrown back in laughter. Stepping forward she wrapped her arms around his neck and was on the tips of her toes. She was just about to press her lips to his when an intrusive buzz pulled her from her beautiful dream.
Eyelids fluttering open Ginny Weasley woke up not on a beautiful beach but rather her tiny flat in London. Pulling her arms out from the underneath the soft covers she reached over and slammed her hand down and silenced the muggle alarm clock her roommate had given her. Her mind was groggy from sleep and at first the reasoning for setting the alarm in the first place. Casting around and drawing up no conclusions she rolled to her side and buried herself back in blankets, ready to try and resume her pleasant dream. It was not until she began her descent back into sleep that the reason for her wake up call hit her. Hermione's birthday party was tonight and the youngest Weasley still did not have a present for her.
"Dammit," she muttered as she irritatedly kicked her way out of the sheets. Pushing off the bed she raised her arms above her head, stretching out the muscles stiff from a night without use. Opening the her dresser drawer she pulled out a pair of jeans with holes in places due to use and a black shirt. Padding her way to the bathroom in the hall she quickly brushed her teeth and pulled her hair up into a ponytail. Allowing herself a moment she appraised herself in the mirror before grabbing her wand and some money off of her nightstand, throwing both in her back pockets, stepped out her front door, and apparated to Diagon Alley.
Feet hitting the cobblestone street the red head is not surprised to see people bouncing around from shop to shop. School had just started a week ago and surely there were many parents franticly searching for items their Hogwarts students needed. A smile found its way on her lips as she made her way to her intended destination, Flourish and Blotts. She was still stumped on what to get her bushy haired friend and figured that the bookshop would be the best place to stop.
The bell on the door jingled as Ginny entered the store, brown eyes fluttering around for a good place to start. With books piled everywhere and no real idea of what she wanted to buy she decided the best decision was to just wandering through the aisle and hope that something caught her eye. Her hands slipped into her back pockets as she casually made her way up and down the rows of shelves.
Turning the corner to go down an aisle marked POTIONS she froze, her eyes going wide. Halfway down the stood a slender figure with blonde hair, dressed in crisp clothing. It had been a couple of weeks since her encounter with Draco Malfoy. Memories of the unpleasant exchange set her on edge, and yet she still felt tempted to say something to the former Slytherin. Internally she was yelling at herself, Just walk away Ginny. Ginny Weasley you walk away NOW! Even with those thoughts running through her head she found her mouth beginning to form words, almost without her bidding. "Did you ever find those friends of yours?"
WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF, her brain screamed but she worked to keep her demeanor nonchalant as she waited for his response, a determinedly casual expression on her face.
I'm tagging the people who I have big paras with. I might not be able to get to them this week, since I'm kind of busy. So... yeah