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A collection of short Draco/Ginny/Harry stories. |
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Tears (a Response to Amarisa's Challenge)
Tears. Signs of weakness, he had always been told. But at that moment he didn't care. He watched them from affair, killing himself inside. He had truly loved her, the one pure and light thing he had ever felt. She had never felt it for him. She had used him. All he had ever done to them was thrown insults. He had once even tried to save the man's life but no one knew that. She did. She knew all his secrets. And she had used him for revenge. Revenge on him. And for that he hated the man who had made her do it, the man she truly loved. No one knew how he felt for her, not even her, for in the back of his mind he kept hearing 'love will betray you.' He told her all his secrets save that one. But she had used him anyway. All because she loved the other person more then she could ever like him. In fact she hated him with a passion for what he did to her love. Insults heart, but this was worse. He felt as his heart had been ripped out. He saw the pair get up from their seat under the fare away tree and he walked away from his own. Last thing he needed was for her to laugh in his face again. How could she hurt him like this? This went beyond anything the one she really loved had done. Tears
were the only sign. No one could tell that beyond the shell they saw and
the tears he shed was nothing. Her fire had burned it all out. He was now
nothing but ice. Bloody Slytherins: (another response to the challenge only a Harry-is- loser instead of Draco.)
I hate them. Always did. She doesn't though. It seems she is attracted to them. First it was Tom Riddle and now him. Of course it didn't help that I didn't take mind to her till this year, while he did. Bloody Slytherin. They may not be the smartest bunch of wizards but they always notice a pretty girl. Fire and Ice. That's what they call them. Hermione thinks it is sweet, Ron is trying to ignore it and the rest of the school is talking about how much they belong together. Bloody Slytherins. Of course she is the fire. Warm, inviting, kind. Her looks even attach to that phrase. She has long red hair and chocolate brown eyes that make you want to lose yourself in them. Of course I never noticed that till it was too late. I took her for granted so she went to someone who didn't. Bloody Slytherin. I hate him. He never was quite friendly with me, and the nickname 'Ice' fits suitably. He is always cold. Except when it's with her. He sends her smiles during meals that make me want to puke. They snog in front of the common rooms of both houses and again I feel sick. He gives her all his attention and listens to her. No one else gets that much from him, not even Crabbe and Goyle. Bloody Slytherin. Why can't we stay with the Harry- wins-Draco-loses game plan? It always worked before. Hermione says it was because I waited to long. She actually thinks he loves her. Ron agrees, which is even more of a shock. The only problem is I can't argue that. From all points of view he does with all his heart, unless he is just a very good actor, which those Bloody Slytherins don't care to learn. I hate him, I hate them, but most of all I hate myself for allowing him to notice the diamond in front of me before I did. Bloody
Slytherins. A
Heart Divided (another answer to Amarisa's Challenge, only this is Ginny) Can you love two people at the same time? Not ordinary love that you may share with a brother or friend, but true love. The type that is written about in those paperback books everyone calls trash yet reads anyway. I think I am. The two are completely opposites. The one is a hero; he has saved me from terrors many times. He is tall with green eyes that mesmerize you in their depths. His hair of dark brown hangs over his forehead, hiding the sign of his direction in life. He is courageous, honorable, good, and a Gryffindor. But then there is the other one. He is not a hero, and sometimes it seems that he is the one who makes me need saving. He is mysterious, dark and cold, yet I am drawn to him like a moth to a flame. His eyes are silver and like a snake they hypnotize you. They make you want to know what's hidden behind them. His hair is not dark but as light as can be, an icy blonde. It's usually slicked back but when it isn't it makes him look much too innocent for his personality. He is alluring and intelligent. He is just as honorable as the first, only no one will recognize it. But he is a Stytherin, and my family's sworn enemy. Somehow that makes me want him more. I
can't decide whom I love more, the boy who lived, or the boy who seems
slated to lose. One ignores me and the other teases me relentlessly. Both
are killing me from the inside with all this emotion. Who should I choose? |