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draco x reader part one after the war part 2Draco x reader – normal school life.
Bellatrix and Voldemort Ch.1-2Chapter 1
Bellatrix and Voldemort Ch.3-4Chapter 3
The Worst That Could HappenOccasion: 'First Date' contest by H-P-fanfiction
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draco x reader part one after the war part 2
Draco x reader – normal school life.
I watch (name) closely from the other side of the clock tower, she stands there looking out at the view gently playing with her golden necklace. Holding onto the snake shaped diamond that hangs from it. I got it for her last year right before everything went to hell, the diamond is the (colour) her favourite, I also put a protecting charm onto it, not that I told her this… I knew that I would have to leave her soon, so I wanted to make sure she was safe…
Of course, it was hard to even get her to even except it, saying it was far too expensive, through she was overjoyed. I had go to the trouble of getting it for her, she would feel bad taking it. But It didn’t take me long to win her over, has I insisted it would hurt more if she didn’t wear it, after all I didn’t buy it because I cared for how much it cost or what it was worth. I just thought it was beautiful and would look even more beautiful on her…
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Bellatrix and Voldemort Ch.1-2
Fear shot through Bellatrix as she and two other men were led down a very long dark hallway. She quickly glanced at her husband, Rodolphus Lestrange; however, he did not look back at her. Why was she afraid? She had done everything willfully and purposely. It was not as if she regretted any of it. I am doing this for the Dark Lord! She kept telling herself over and over again. But no matter how many times she told herself this, it did not suppress the intense fear that clutched her stomach.
After what had seemed liked forever, they reached the huge wooden door, just behind this door was a circular room with stands that ran around the room's length, full of eagerly watching witches and wizards. But that was not the most terrifying thing in the room, no, not even close. The thing that was making Bellatrix's heart pond in her chest was those chairs . Chairs with chains eagerly waiting to helplessly pin their victims into them.
The four wizard guards that had led Bellatrix,
Bellatrix and Voldemort Ch.3-4
Azkaban seemed bearable at first. The long days to herself gave Bellatrix time to think. But too much thinking is never good. It was only on the third day that her thoughts started intermingling with each other. On the second week of her imprisonment, each time a Dementor glided by her cell, her dark thoughts became even worse. By the second month, it was getting hard to tell the difference between her nightmares and the waking world, in Azkaban, they were one in the same.
Winter had fallen over Azkaban. It had been six months since Bellatrix had been imprisoned. Six months .Had it really only been six months? It felt like an eternity. Cold winter winds blew into Bellatrix's cell. There was no protection here from the elements. You could freeze to death and no one would ever know. Bellatrix could feel herself losing weight very quickly. The prisoners were only feed once a day. The food was not appetizing, nor did it even look like food at all.
By the time spring rounded
The Worst That Could Happen
Occasion: 'First Date' contest by H-P-fanfiction
Requirements: A magical photograph of one or both on the date, a muggle car and a visit to the hospital wing/St. Mungo's.
Setting: Marauder's Generation, Frank and Alice are 16... I think!
Word count: 2, 193
Looking around the square, Frank could see that it was empty. He gulped down some air, then loosened his collar slightly. He smoothed down his posh jeans, and walked over to a nearby house. It was huge; big and imposing, and the black windows seemed to glare down at him like blank, angry eyes. Swallowing, he cautiously opened the huge black gate, and approached the front door. Closing his eyes, he imagined how happy he would be if this worked out, and that was all he needed to stretch out his hand in front of him and grab the large eagle doorknocker in front of him. He smoothed down his hair and checked in the nearest window that he didn't have toothpaste smeared across his face, or some other s
Harry Potter Shuffle Meme
*WARNING! CONTAINS SPOILERS!*
Living On A Prayer Bon Jovi
Harry was sitting in Gryffindor common room in the cosy chair by the fire. He was waiting for a call from Sirius, but instead his mind was elsewhere. Mainly on Ginny's beautiful face, but lately, whenever he thought of her, the dark face of Dean Thomas was close behind. Harry scowled. He had thought Dean was his friend. Obviously not. Suddenly a face popped up in the flames.
"Hey Sirius!" A surge of joy ran through Harry, seeing his godfather was one of the only things to cheer him up these days.
Downtown Petula Clark
Harry, Hermione and Ron were ambling around Hogsmeade village. This was one of the only places he could feel happy, and care-free. It was close to Christmas, and the trio were arm in arm, stumbling around in fits of laughter. 'Maybe we had too much Butterbeer!' thought Harry as Ron ran into a small wizard wearing an emerald cloak and said "Oops! Sorry sir, my mice are very naughty today!" They nearly
The Newest Weasley
"Mr and Mrs Weasley, you have a baby daughter!" said the Healer as he handed Molly her new child. She was absolutely perfect, with big, brown, sparkling eyes and a small tuft of soft red hair right on top of her head. As Molly took her in her arms, she felt the usual glow of motherhood, but this time it was different. She loved all her boys exactly the same, but as she gradually got used to the glow, she stopped noticing it. When Mrs Weasley had been handed Ron, as much as she loved him the moment she saw him, her mind couldn't help thinking 'Been there, done that.' This new baby girl had induced as much a reaction from Molly as Bill had done, eleven years previous. Molly Weasley gazed down into her daughter's beautiful face with eyes now glazed over with happy tears. Arthur was standing behind her, and he had his hand on her shoulder. Both of the new parents felt as though their family was somehow complete.
"Look at her Arthur," murmured