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  • Speaketh Not

    But if I were to leave you, would you cry? The story that presents every couple in a symbolism of just one.

  • Half Past Five

    We all lost someone in the Cause. Seeing those two on the bench everyday at half past five was a reassurance that some things don’t change. I guess I was wrong. (DG)

  • Amen

    It’s like as if she were seven again, writing letters to God on a spiral bound notebook, found tucked away in a shoebox under her bed. (hint!DG)

  • Silk

    She wishes he knew how she felt. He wishes she knew how he felt. » I held her for the last time. (He gave me a friendly hug) I still love her. (I still love him) repost: DG

  • Neverland

    Her savior is arriving at her window to take her away to Neverland. She’ll never, never have to worry about grown up things again. (DG)

  • Broken Stars

    ... And he's bitter. He thought that wishes were supposed to come true. Lucius Malfoy thinks the stars might be broken. (LilyLucius)

  • Jigsaw

    And they all think he's spoiled, when really, he doesn't have a thing to show. Sometimes, he makes up parts of his childhood to make others jealous of the way his Mummy loved him. You see, it’s rather hard, to find a fictional piece of your life.

  • Two Months Four Days

    She will feign a proud smile and smirk at the younger ones who have not received their calling. And she will be jealous. DP friends. Decisions must be made.

  • Acquaintances

    Friendship -- they say -- is harder to lose than love & even harder when you love the one you share the friendship with. DG

  • Goodbye to Yesterday

    “Evans,” he said gently, and very much unlike him, “you need to stop being so idealistic.” (LuciusLily)

  • Way It Is

    He straightened and crosses his arms smoothly. “It’s not my fault I’m such a friendly guy AND a lady’s man at that.” He smirked. “At least I haven’t joined the oh-so-great dark side!” He waved his hands in the air. [Bellatrix&Sirius friend

  • Music Box

    “You have to understand, angel.” He shifted and stared into her eyes. “We can’t be together. It just can’t happen. This was never meant to be.” [D/G]

  • Waiting

    'Bringing the quill to the page, I neatly scribble a greeting. To whom, the memory of a boy.'

  • I Believe

    Carved into the trunk of the tree were the words: Draco L. Malfoy Genvra A. Weasley.'