Bah, I'm sick of this, refer to the first bubbly thing. I disclaim, I own, I summarise and most of all I ramble. Do read on good friends!

Death, love and all that's in between.

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You think you can do this to me? You think I don't notice all your little body language? You think I haven't been playing this in my head over and over? You think I haven't got this planned down to the last detail?

You must all be stupider than I imagined.

You may wonder why I would do this to you, but truth be told … it is due. I dealt with your ill treatment for years too many. You always stopped me before that final step. You will join the others dear Arthur and Molly.

I will see you fall one by one, I will gain my future successes, I will be greater than you all ever imagined … I shall show you all! You will regret all your pains. I will rise above and beyond.

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Three weeks later

They're gone, they're really gone. It hasn't struck me yet. It won't until I see something that was them. My parents have gone. Left this world. At the hands off a sick sick wizard. It's now personal. He will pay.

MINISTER OF MAGIC ARTHUR WEASLEY AND WIFE MOLLY … DEAD

Dead. Dead. Dead. Since the wee hours of the morning where mum and dads bodies were found 'Mione and Harry have been trying to help me. I don't know how to deal. I want to catch this cold-blooded murderer and feed him to Manticores, leave him in a pit of Chimaeras leave him dead for the Dementors. I, Ronald Alfred Weasley have lost my parents. My world has fallen down.

I want revenge. I want blood.

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MINISTER OF MAGIC ARTHUR WEASLEY AND WIFE MOLLY … DEAD

Draco dropped the morning paper he was reading at noon and his cup of coffee. Virginia! In moments he was at her flat, would she even be here? He rapped on the door repeatedly and waited. No answer. He'd owled her yesterday evening but he hadn't received a response yet. He heard a swagger behind him and whipped around to see his drained lady slowly making her way to her door. He raced to her side lifting her up and in moments he had her on the couch with a cup of hot water. He smoothed her hair and brushed away the tiny trickle of tears on her cheeks.

"Ooh … oooh Oh ..DRACO!" she fell into his arms and shook but made no noises, he just comforted her. In three weeks this woman had started meaning more than anything or anyone else in his life. He felt so useless now and he hated it, in three weeks this beauty of a woman had changed his world and he knew the moment he'd seen her this morning after this ordeal, he was in love with her.

"Shh love, what happened?" He knew what happened from the paper, same cases as Pansy and McGonagall just a double murder this time, but he needed to get it out of her to help her deal with it.

She replied in an eerily controlled voice.

"They … they were found just like Pansy and Professor McGonagall. Dead … Dead Draco. They're gone Draco. Gone" She sighed and lay her head against the couch, she hadn't actually cried any tears since stepping into the apartment, her face was blotchy but dry. "I just got back from the burrow, everyone's there and I can't stand it, I can't face them … they look so much like them and they all have these faces of melancholy it just hurts to watch them contort in so much pain. Draco … I … make me forgot"

Draco whipped his head up "What?!"

"Make love to me like you did when I was in sixth year, just let me forget … all I want is you to make me feels things that I've only dreamt of." Draco was ready to say no but found himself giving into her yearnings. He also noted the 'make love' and grinned despite the situation. He placed a warm kiss on her lips and lifted her into his arms.

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A/N: Okay, Right. Not much to say except … Thanks for anyone who is reading this, I really don't care if you review or not … I just like writing stupid stuff and knowing someone must've looked at it J

And aside – The pretty boring hetrosexual love scene next chapter. Warning: I can't write those scenes for peanuts.