A/N----Don't worry reviewers of Talisman… Anney and I are going to be doing a sequel… not sure when we'll have it up… because lack of time…
We will have one! YAY! Well… here is a fic that I was working on before… I hope you enjoy….
ALSO!!! Embrace of Darkness is to be updated soon… so yay!
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Maybe our purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others. That or get fucked up to try and erase this piece of shit called a life. Yeah it's the best thing in the world now and at least I can admit to what I am. My name is Draco Malfoy and I'm a junkie. I've done everything from smoking pot, to using coke, heroine, crank, acid, pills such as oxycotins and K-4's. K-4's are the best I would I have to admit. Ha and I've just recently been introduced to huffing air freshener, way better than spray paint. Wizard is the best though, Glade will do it, but it sucks ass and can't live up to Wizard. Ha, that's kinda funny... Wizard... I'm a wizard using wizard. I have enough money to supply all of Hogwart's with the most expensive drugs and it wouldn't it take a dent out of my father's vault. I've been using since my fifth year, it started over the summer if I can remember correctly, just three weeks before school and I've been using for about two years. It's kinda funny all I remember is my aunt, who asked me if I wanted to try it, she told me about them and it was kind of like love at first sight, if I even believe in that bull shit. She died though so now I'm buying from a mindless muggle motherfucker. My life changed from then on, I didn't give a shit about anything, although my grades had to stay high and I still loved quidditch. Now it's fucked up, Dumbledore found out and he's making me go to a fucking muggle rehab center during the night, starting tomorrow. It sucks ass, but I have to do it and if I'm caught using again then then I'll be kicked out of Hogwart's and won't ever be able to go to a wizarding ever again. I'm still extremely fucking pissed off and he had the audacity to take all my drugs away and made me destroy them. It was an atrocity, I couldn't make myself do it, but I had no choice. Now I can't sit still and I talk a mile a minute to my housemates and never shutup and it's only been an hour. It's bullshit if you ask me and if I could have it my way then I would just shove my drugs up Dumbledore's ass and inject heroine in there too, that would hurt like a bitch. Well at least he let me keep my cigarettes, thank god, I don't know where I would be if I didn't have them. I feel like beating the shit out of someone. If anyone fucks with me today I won't need my wand to hurt them I'll just use my hands the strangle them till I feel them go limp underneath me. I shoved a lollipop in my mouth with a glare on my face. How the fuck is this supposed to help me? I can't smoke here or before classes or even between classes for that matter, I have to wait till classes are over. SON OF BITCH THIS SUCKS! I'M GONNA KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKING OLD FART! I guess I've picked up a language problem too, maybe it just comes with the territory of using and not being able to now. God it's such a cruel world we live in. Not like I can do anything about it though, tried suicide never fucking works how I want it to.
I sigh as I get up leaving the Great Hall with all eyes on me. They all know, apparently Pansy's mouth got huge from sucking everyone's dick. Fucking cunt, I would never let those cum chapped lips on my little snake. Shaking the thought out of my head I make my way to potions with my backpack on my shoulder and few books and a bag full of candy in my arms and lollipop in my mouth, moving it around sucking on grape flavored sweet.
I sit noticing Snape's slightly amused gaze on me I set my huge bag of candies on the table and search through it. FUCK! I just remembered that I have Herbology with those bloody Gayffindorks next. Ugh! Could my life get any worse? Just inject me with a shit load of drugs and let me die of an overdose now!
I take out an airhead as I walk to Herbology. Ha, that's funny I'm probably an airhead now with those fucking brain cells dead and shit. Ah...I don't fucking care. Are my hands supposed to shake like this? God I can barely hold them still, I think I'm starting to freak out. I've already puked on Snapes shoes and in my potion what else? If anybody knew how hard it was to quit using I don't think they would make you. I think they'd just throw some at you and say, "Oh I'm so sorry, here have some more, and some more."
Ugh, this class is going to suck ass, I just know it... I have this feeling.
Yep I was definitely right, I got paired up with the fucking Golden Boy... I mean yeah, he's hott, and I like him...and that silver ring, that's right in the middle of his lower lip with a small ball on the loop...god... NO! I hate him! HATE HATE HATE! Well anyway yeah, so being the little Golden Boy that he fucking is, he asked me about a million times if I was all right and THEN I had grabbed that little plant, what was it? Ah I don't care, well my hands were shaking so bad (still are now) and I almost killed the fucker, not to mention chopped off my hand...but what did Potter do? He stood behind me and took my hands in his and guided me along whispering to me, his lip ring grazing my ear. Doesn't he know what that kinda shit does to someone? It's like in those cheesy muggle soap opera's my mom will NEVER admit to watching, where the chick tries to play some game called Pool, and then guy gets behind and guides her and does that whole instructions bullshit, so fucking lame. God, now I have a boner that can compare to the size of Hogwart's. Damnit...
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Alright now here is the part where you leave a review and tell me if you like it.
We will have one! YAY! Well… here is a fic that I was working on before… I hope you enjoy….
ALSO!!! Embrace of Darkness is to be updated soon… so yay!
~~~
Maybe our purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others. That or get fucked up to try and erase this piece of shit called a life. Yeah it's the best thing in the world now and at least I can admit to what I am. My name is Draco Malfoy and I'm a junkie. I've done everything from smoking pot, to using coke, heroine, crank, acid, pills such as oxycotins and K-4's. K-4's are the best I would I have to admit. Ha and I've just recently been introduced to huffing air freshener, way better than spray paint. Wizard is the best though, Glade will do it, but it sucks ass and can't live up to Wizard. Ha, that's kinda funny... Wizard... I'm a wizard using wizard. I have enough money to supply all of Hogwart's with the most expensive drugs and it wouldn't it take a dent out of my father's vault. I've been using since my fifth year, it started over the summer if I can remember correctly, just three weeks before school and I've been using for about two years. It's kinda funny all I remember is my aunt, who asked me if I wanted to try it, she told me about them and it was kind of like love at first sight, if I even believe in that bull shit. She died though so now I'm buying from a mindless muggle motherfucker. My life changed from then on, I didn't give a shit about anything, although my grades had to stay high and I still loved quidditch. Now it's fucked up, Dumbledore found out and he's making me go to a fucking muggle rehab center during the night, starting tomorrow. It sucks ass, but I have to do it and if I'm caught using again then then I'll be kicked out of Hogwart's and won't ever be able to go to a wizarding ever again. I'm still extremely fucking pissed off and he had the audacity to take all my drugs away and made me destroy them. It was an atrocity, I couldn't make myself do it, but I had no choice. Now I can't sit still and I talk a mile a minute to my housemates and never shutup and it's only been an hour. It's bullshit if you ask me and if I could have it my way then I would just shove my drugs up Dumbledore's ass and inject heroine in there too, that would hurt like a bitch. Well at least he let me keep my cigarettes, thank god, I don't know where I would be if I didn't have them. I feel like beating the shit out of someone. If anyone fucks with me today I won't need my wand to hurt them I'll just use my hands the strangle them till I feel them go limp underneath me. I shoved a lollipop in my mouth with a glare on my face. How the fuck is this supposed to help me? I can't smoke here or before classes or even between classes for that matter, I have to wait till classes are over. SON OF BITCH THIS SUCKS! I'M GONNA KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKING OLD FART! I guess I've picked up a language problem too, maybe it just comes with the territory of using and not being able to now. God it's such a cruel world we live in. Not like I can do anything about it though, tried suicide never fucking works how I want it to.
I sigh as I get up leaving the Great Hall with all eyes on me. They all know, apparently Pansy's mouth got huge from sucking everyone's dick. Fucking cunt, I would never let those cum chapped lips on my little snake. Shaking the thought out of my head I make my way to potions with my backpack on my shoulder and few books and a bag full of candy in my arms and lollipop in my mouth, moving it around sucking on grape flavored sweet.
I sit noticing Snape's slightly amused gaze on me I set my huge bag of candies on the table and search through it. FUCK! I just remembered that I have Herbology with those bloody Gayffindorks next. Ugh! Could my life get any worse? Just inject me with a shit load of drugs and let me die of an overdose now!
I take out an airhead as I walk to Herbology. Ha, that's funny I'm probably an airhead now with those fucking brain cells dead and shit. Ah...I don't fucking care. Are my hands supposed to shake like this? God I can barely hold them still, I think I'm starting to freak out. I've already puked on Snapes shoes and in my potion what else? If anybody knew how hard it was to quit using I don't think they would make you. I think they'd just throw some at you and say, "Oh I'm so sorry, here have some more, and some more."
Ugh, this class is going to suck ass, I just know it... I have this feeling.
Yep I was definitely right, I got paired up with the fucking Golden Boy... I mean yeah, he's hott, and I like him...and that silver ring, that's right in the middle of his lower lip with a small ball on the loop...god... NO! I hate him! HATE HATE HATE! Well anyway yeah, so being the little Golden Boy that he fucking is, he asked me about a million times if I was all right and THEN I had grabbed that little plant, what was it? Ah I don't care, well my hands were shaking so bad (still are now) and I almost killed the fucker, not to mention chopped off my hand...but what did Potter do? He stood behind me and took my hands in his and guided me along whispering to me, his lip ring grazing my ear. Doesn't he know what that kinda shit does to someone? It's like in those cheesy muggle soap opera's my mom will NEVER admit to watching, where the chick tries to play some game called Pool, and then guy gets behind and guides her and does that whole instructions bullshit, so fucking lame. God, now I have a boner that can compare to the size of Hogwart's. Damnit...
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