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MOONLIT SKIES
POTIONS COMPONENT OF LOVE
Draco Malfoy
Love potions exist that can create faux love if it is taken continuously. The most well-known example is Amortentia. Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It causes a powerful infatuation or obsession in the drinker. It has a distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen and steam rises from it in characteristic spirals. It has a different aroma for everyone who smells it, reminding each person of the things that they find most attractive, even if the person themselves don't acknowledge their fondness for the object of their affection. For instance I smell old books, cherries, dark wood and candles. The effects of the potion on a person are described to be near instantaneous with the person who drank the potion appearing "pale and sickly", and becoming obsessed with the object of their affection, speaking of them as though "hit by a ray of purest sunlight," and becoming excited or dangerously unstable towards others. I think the use of love potions should be banned because it goeas against the will of the drinker. People can use these potions to take advantage of someone to satisfy their lusts. Like Hector Dagworth-Granger said in his wisdom: "Powerful infatuations can be induced by the skillful potioneer, but never yet has anyone managed to create the truly unbreakable, eternal, unconditional attachment that alone can be called love." Love happens, it cannot be created.
HISTORY OF LOVE IN THE MAGICAL WORLD
Hermione Granger
History of black magic love
In ancient times magical effigies were used by the practitioner to be poked or burned. It is aggressive magic where an incantation would be cast in an effort to affect the person presented. The practitioner might invoke the gods Eros (lust), Pan (sexuality), Hekate (underworld) or Aphrodite (love).
History of white magic love
Practitioners of this type of magic applied herbs to make an errant lover return to restore harmony to a dysfunctional relationship. They invoked the gods Selene (moon), Helios (sun) or Aphrodite (love).
History also explains the tradition of the mistletoe during Christmas season. These mistletoes force the two people of opposite sex that happens to be underneath it at the same time to kiss. The purpose of this is to bring strangers together. The shared kiss may ignite something in both persons and thus start a chain of feelings.
I personally am glad that previously mentioned magical practices are long gone. Not only is it barbaric but it also caused pain to a lot of people. I believe the mistletoe can sometimes fulfil its purpose but I personally avoid getting underneath one.
Draco rolled around tirelessly in his bed. It was already after midnight and he still couldn't fall asleep. It was as if his mind was too busy but he couldn't pinpoint the reason why it was buzzing the whole time. He lay on his side and watched the moon shine through the window. Then an idea struck him. He stood up, pulled on some comfortable clothes and grabbed his broom.
Silently he crept through the halls that would lead him to the doors leading out of the castle. He was lucky not to encounter Mrs. Norris along the way. He felt a rush as he stepped out onto the grounds. He immediately mounted his broom and skipped into the night air. He felt the slight pinch of the wind against his face but welcomed it rather than ignoring it. It reminded him that he really was alive and that he can start on a clean slate.
Hermione just woke up from a terrible nightmare. Her whole body was still shaking and she was drenched in sweat. In her nightmare she was back to the night of the war where Hagrid stood with Harry in his arms. Only Harry never jumped out of Hagrid's arms, he laid there, his body completely limp. There was gloom in the air and Ginny let out a heart-wrenching cry. Ron's body shook with anger and loss and she herself was screaming out to Harry but she had no voice. One by one the people she fought with started to cross over to Voldemort's side. She closed her eyes in an attempt to forget what she just saw moments ago in her nightmare.
She decided to go to her favourite place. She got out of her bed, dressed in silence not to wake Ginny and went to the common room. In the common room she grabbed her winter coat and went out through the portrait hole. She was extra careful not to alert Peeves on her way.
At last she reached the Dark Tower. She sat on her usual spot and looked out at the night sky. It was really beautiful there. The sky was well-lit and she could make out the whole landscape. She could see the Dark Forest, the Black Lake, Hagrid's hut and some of the greenhouses. In the background were the mountains surrounding the castle. She was still admiring the beauty of her surroundings when she noticed something in the sky. Only later did she realize that it was someone flying on a broom. She didn't know who it was but was instantly alarmed and anxious. She made herself smaller by holding her knees and crunching her shoulders to assure the flyer would not notice her. She could tell by the way the person was swerving and rolling and speeding through the air that they were not an imposter or dangerous; it looked as if the person was dancing with the wind. She let out the breath she didn't realise she was holding and crossed her legs again. She decided that it must be a quidditch player. Just when she made this conclusion the person flew just a few feet away from her. It was Malfoy! She recognised his features immediately when he passed close by her through the moonlight. One really cannot miss that characteristic blonde hair of the Malfoys. Now that she thought about it she was not really surprised. She always knew he was a talented flyer. He was after all the Seeker and captain of the Slytherin quidditch team. She watched him for a long time after that. She liked watching him fly. She can just imagine how exhilarating it must be to fly that high and secretly wished she was fonder of flying. Finally she decided to go back to Gryffindor Tower and catch up on some sleep.
Draco could swear that he saw someone sit on the Dark Tower when he passed it. He was sure the person would have been able to recognise him. Hopefully he just imagined it because he could get in deep trouble if he was caught. He would get send straight to Azkaban. But then again, if this person decided to go split on him they would also get in trouble because they were out of their dorm in the middle of the night. He decided to ignore it and to be more careful in the future.
Credits
Draco's work from Wikipedia – search words: Harry Potter love potions
Hermione's work from – search words: History of love in magic
A/N: So what do you think so far?