When everything is crystal clear one small thing can shatter it.
Cygnus may win her hand, but at least Abraxas has won her heart.:: Abraxas, Druella, and dancing away the inevitable.
It isn't her place to weep so openly. She was lover, not his wife, and his wife is quick to remind her as much.
He is her only opportunity for true love, but Druella must force herself to walk away.:: Druella, Abraxas, and the painful reminder that duty comes before love.
Cygnus is her husband, but he is not Abraxas. He is not the one Druella longs for.
He would do anything to keep Druella by his side. But there's nothing left to do. He's lost the fight.
Druella knows that she'll have to end things with Abraxas. But not today.
A collection of dialogues between characters from the HP-universe. Can you guess who's speaking? Chap 5: Hermione/Draco
Plans go wrong. Druella marries the wrong man. (for CheekySlytherinLass)
Druella tries to have the best of a both worlds: a family, even if she doesn't love her husband, and Abraxas, even if she cannot be with him except in private.
Perhaps the most vain witches and wizards were born from the Black family. A lifetime of wealth and charisma tends to do that to a person. Drabbles about various members of the Black family. Most recent: When I See You Again - Marius, Dorea
Cela aurait pu être nous. Dit Abraxas en désignant Narcissa et Lucius qui dansaient sur la piste.
Not every love story gets a happy ending... that doesn't stop it being a love story.
Druella loves Abraxas, but Cygnus has won her hand in marriage. Druella must put her own desires aside and be happy to have a husband at all.
In which Druella and Abraxas cannot be together, but now they have something that will tie them for life.
He enjoyed it, until it caught up with him. Affair fic.
"Then love me for tonight," he says softly. "Just for tonight. One night of bliss before Cygnus steals you away.":: In which Druella could maybe love Abraxas if she had the chance.
Druella is a wild heart, and Abraxas loves her for it.
Pale hair, gentle hands, a sweet and familiar voice in her ear. "I love you, Druella, I do." Written for Screaming Faeries' Greek Mythology Mega Prompt Challenge on the HPFC Forum
He's sick of him looking at her, touching her, having her, and he wants to do something about it.