Euca
Slytherin
1st Year Saphira's Daughter Muffin Club Vice President Ariana's Fianc?e Jim's and Gio's Fianc?e Wand: Ebony, 11", Dragon Heartstring, Slender Robes: 6 Books: 33 Extra Items: 37 Broom:Silver Arrow[M:-10304]
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Post by Euca on Sept 30, 2011 3:07:01 GMT -5
This week, we're having a double drabble challenge!
The prompt for this challenge is: Implode (I'm going to take credit for this one =D)
Remember to write exactly 200 words - no more, no less, keep your drabbles PG-13, spell-check before you post, and ensure that your drabbles take place in the HP Universe, though they may be as AU as you want.
The participation and winning points / galleons will also be doubled for this week.
Good luck and have fun!
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Post by The Taco on Sept 30, 2011 11:55:46 GMT -5
Contrary to popular belief, Draco Malfoy was not gay. He was not in love with Harry Potter or Ronald Weasley. He was not in a love triangle with Crabbe and Goyle. He never had sex with Blaise Zabini or Theodore Nott. No, the self-proclaimed Slytherin Prince was completely straight. He was also utterly and completely in love with a girl at Hogwarts.
The girl in question had no clue about his feelings for her, but reciprocated them, though he did not know that. Hermione Granger loved Draco Malfoy unconditionally, despite how he had treated her in years past. Draco Malfoy loved Hermione Granger unconditionally, despite her being a Muggle-born. The fact that Draco’s father and Hermione’s friends would not approve just made them want each other more.
Someday, Draco knew, he would muster up what little courage he had and let the beautiful bookworm know how he felt. Because if he didn’t do it soon, he wouldn’t get the chance.
Hermione wanted Draco to know how she felt, but was scared he would laugh in her face. Maybe someday she would gain enough confidence to tell him. Let us hope that day comes soon, otherwise, they are going to implode.
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Ella
Slytherin
1st Year Muffin Club Member Taco's Twin Wand: Willow, 11 1/13", Dragon Heartstring, Slender Robes: Hooded black cloak swallowed by red flames at the bottom Books: A Beginner's Guide to Potions, Advanced Astronomy, Complex Potions Ext
RAWR! My name is Ella and I used to be cringe. I'm sorry!
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Post by Ella on Oct 2, 2011 13:43:43 GMT -5
Bellatrix stood at the edge, fierce wind striking her face. Her hair whipped at her shrp features, her dark haunting eyes were filled with sorrow, pain, and hatred, peircing at everything, yet nothing. Severus layed in the soul-chilling dungeon, broken.
"You must understand, he betrayed us all. You and me." Bellatrix felt her lord approach.
Severus layed in the dungeon, literally broken.
Bellatrix blinked away hot tears, threatening to gush out any second.
"He feels nothing for you."
Bellatrix flinched.
Severus moaned.
"He loves that filthy mud-blood."
Severus moaned again, not because of the scars and streaks of scarlet wounds al over his body, but because of the unsealable wounds in his heart.
Bellatrix cringed," Lily Evans." Bellatrix felt the name slip out of her lips.
A rare smile formed on Voldemort's blackend lips, "He loves her more than anything." "I know." Bellatrix stuttered.
"And you should."
Severus sent a pain-filled scream into the cold air as another spell striked across his chest. Fresh red liquid seeped through.
"Straighten out your feelings, while I make him suffer." Voldemort's voice was surprisingly calm, he suppressed a cold smile, and left behind darkness.
Severus exploded.
Bellatrix fell on sharp stones, imploded.
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Post by Sadira Black on Oct 4, 2011 15:52:27 GMT -5
He felt his facade beginning to crack. The carefully created walls that he had built up were beginning to crumble like ash around him. It was beginning to show, though he didn't acknowledge the fact.
It had been one year exactly since he had seen her beautiful smiling face. It hadn't even been directed at him. Her death had hit him hard. It was like he had been crushed and was collapsing in on himself. He didn't even get to tell her that he loved her. She'd passed on thinking that he hated her, and that was what hit him the hardest. He wished and prayed to a God that he wasn't even sure that he believed in anymore that he could take everything back and let her know how much he cared, but he couldn't.
Now it was too late, and Draco was going to crash and burn like he had last year. He'd get drunk and scream her name all over town like it would bring her back knowing good and well that it wouldn't. But when he got up the next day, he knew he would act like the implosion of his emotions had never even happened.
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