Prologue: She saw past his facade. She knew what he was going through. The pain. The fear. The doubt. It was what you had to go through to be in the Dark Lord's ranks. To be a Death Eater.

The autumn leaves fell. Swirling as they hit the ground. The brown of the leaves clashing dramatically with the green of the grass. Beneath a grand oak tree sat a girl, she was unlike any other. For she was Pansy Parkinson.

DracoPansy. She had taken everything and had left him with nothing, not even his heart :ANOTHER CHAPTER UP: i wasn't planning on it but anyways.

Cold, rough and imperfect. That's all you are, made of stone. I feel a pain like no other. Heartbreak. All because of you.

One-shot. DracoPansy. They hide their true feelings not knowing how the other feels. They were never a typical couple.

One-shot. DracoPansy. She looked to her abdomen and put a cut and bleeding hand over it. This was what they had created, together. It was all that he had left behind to let her remember him by.

He looked into her eyes. The same crystal blue eyes that belonged to him. The tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes had finally fallen. Making their way slowly down her porcelain cheek.

Song-fic to Linkin Park's Numb. 'They say time heals all wounds but the more time drags on, the more i feel i want to let go.' From Draco's POV.

One-shot. DracoHermione. A short fic about how Draco really feels about Hermione and how he would feel if she died.

One-shot. DracoHermione. Just something i wrote when i was bored. i dunno what to write for the summary. Meh.