Wendy Dawson was weird, some people even called her crazy. She knew things, things she couldn't possibly know unless she was peeping through bushes. She spoke more but said less in that eerie way of hers that half the people in town thought she was on some kind of drug. Wendy Dawson was weird. There was no doubt about it. Gabriel/OC Slow burn. Also up on Wattpad under courteelou.

While searching for the vanishing cabinet in the Room of Requirement, Draco and Blaise find a mysterious bottle, and awaken the beautiful, yet bubbly, Winifred who was imprisoned five hundred years ago, and is now wanted by a dark wizard. "I am Winifred Ariella Lordessa Rider! And he is my master!" ON HIATUS

"Draco." He stated while looking down at me again. "Draco Malfoy." I held in my laughter as I imagined him standing next to James Bond.

It's over. This was the end. This wasn't some game where you died and were able to reload your last checkpoint. No, this was real. This was happening. People were dropping like flies, and coming back . . . Daryl/OC. Slow Burn.