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Kashiaga: I know I said Ron wouldn't forget about Hermione or anything, and I swear I didn't see it coming, but it was necessary. Don't worry he won't completely forget her. And even if he does, he most certainly won't forget about Malfoy. hint hint.
My immortal
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Because you presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
-My Immortal by: Evanescence
"Something wrong?" Malfoy asked maliciously. Hermione closed her eyes. Hmmm, oh yes, I'm being held against my will in a room that was cold and damp, where I barely get food and am being raped almost everyday of my life.
"No, nothing's wrong."
"Good." He pushed her back, and he was inside of her. He was always inside of her.
Ron leaned back in his chair, his arm slung across the back of Sandra's. He had never taken a day off of work, so they were happy to let him spend a day out with his friends. He hadn't felt so alive in a long time.
He was happy. His nights were no longer cold. It had been a month since the night on the rooftop. He was changed man because of Sandra. He loved her. Not like he ever loved Hermione, and she certainly didn't love him like she had loved her boyfriend, but they were compatible, good friends, closer than he had ever let another girl be.
They sat in the café chatting, catching up. At times Harry and Ron would go off and start talking about something that wouldn't make sense to the girls, or at least Sandra, and they would stop and explain it. But all in all they sat around and talked about the future. Ron hadn't had a future since he was seventeen, but it was shaping up fairly well.
According to Sandra: he was to become the best auror ever, but humbly accept a job at Hogwarts at Defense Against The Dark Arts, the fall in love with a student, wait until she graduated then marry her.
To which Ginny replied: he would become the best auror and stay the best auror, and in one of his missions he would save some pretty young girl, and they would fall madly in love and marry.
Harry, of course, became indignant that Ron was going to be the auror so he went on to say: Ron would become the second best auror, but instead of marry he would stay single and be the classic bachelor.
And we all know that Ron had no say in the matter, but instead listened to his friends bicker over who had planned the best life for him and place bets over who's would be the one that actually happened.
Draco tapped glasses with his fiancé. All was going as planned. Pansy looked at him, batting her eyes.
"Are you sure?" she asked. Not only was she his fiancé, but she also led many Death Eaters. She always prided herself on being more level headed than he, Draco knew.
It was probably true. He let emotions get in his way at times, but there was no way it wouldn't work. He had worked much too hard to ally himself with the American Death Eater leader. Together they would continue the work of Lord Voldemort, something that was almost shattered when that bloody Potter and his annoying little friends got in the way. Oh yes, victory was in his sights, he could already see the future unfold.
Kashiaga: I know I said Ron wouldn't forget about Hermione or anything, and I swear I didn't see it coming, but it was necessary. Don't worry he won't completely forget her. And even if he does, he most certainly won't forget about Malfoy. hint hint.
My immortal
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Because you presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
-My Immortal by: Evanescence
"Something wrong?" Malfoy asked maliciously. Hermione closed her eyes. Hmmm, oh yes, I'm being held against my will in a room that was cold and damp, where I barely get food and am being raped almost everyday of my life.
"No, nothing's wrong."
"Good." He pushed her back, and he was inside of her. He was always inside of her.
Ron leaned back in his chair, his arm slung across the back of Sandra's. He had never taken a day off of work, so they were happy to let him spend a day out with his friends. He hadn't felt so alive in a long time.
He was happy. His nights were no longer cold. It had been a month since the night on the rooftop. He was changed man because of Sandra. He loved her. Not like he ever loved Hermione, and she certainly didn't love him like she had loved her boyfriend, but they were compatible, good friends, closer than he had ever let another girl be.
They sat in the café chatting, catching up. At times Harry and Ron would go off and start talking about something that wouldn't make sense to the girls, or at least Sandra, and they would stop and explain it. But all in all they sat around and talked about the future. Ron hadn't had a future since he was seventeen, but it was shaping up fairly well.
According to Sandra: he was to become the best auror ever, but humbly accept a job at Hogwarts at Defense Against The Dark Arts, the fall in love with a student, wait until she graduated then marry her.
To which Ginny replied: he would become the best auror and stay the best auror, and in one of his missions he would save some pretty young girl, and they would fall madly in love and marry.
Harry, of course, became indignant that Ron was going to be the auror so he went on to say: Ron would become the second best auror, but instead of marry he would stay single and be the classic bachelor.
And we all know that Ron had no say in the matter, but instead listened to his friends bicker over who had planned the best life for him and place bets over who's would be the one that actually happened.
Draco tapped glasses with his fiancé. All was going as planned. Pansy looked at him, batting her eyes.
"Are you sure?" she asked. Not only was she his fiancé, but she also led many Death Eaters. She always prided herself on being more level headed than he, Draco knew.
It was probably true. He let emotions get in his way at times, but there was no way it wouldn't work. He had worked much too hard to ally himself with the American Death Eater leader. Together they would continue the work of Lord Voldemort, something that was almost shattered when that bloody Potter and his annoying little friends got in the way. Oh yes, victory was in his sights, he could already see the future unfold.