Disclaimer: I am JK's reincarnation so I own everything!!!!!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..... Okay I'm not her reincarnation, but that's only
because she's not dead. SO she still owns everything in my story except for
the plot and Willow or David she shall never have Willow or David
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....okay I am messed up but to recap I own not one of
the characters except for Willow, and David who you shall hear of later,
and I am not the reincarnation of JK.enjoy my horrible story bye.
It seems like every day's the same
and I'm left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is gray
and there's no color to behold
They say it's over and I'm fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I'm dying here
And I am aware now of how
everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell I am prepared now,
seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I feel the dream in me expire
and there's no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
'cause I can't seem to get this through
You say it's over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here
And I am aware now of how
everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell
I am prepared now,
seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late; just as well
And I'm not scared now.
I must assure you,
you're never gonna get away
And I'm not scared now.
And I'm not scared now. No.
I am aware now of how
everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell
I am prepared now
seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I am prepared now,
seems everything's gonna be fine for me
For me; for myself.
For me, for me, for myself
For me, for me, for myself
"And that was Fine Again by Seether, a new band from South Africa. And we'll get back to the music in a few moments but first let's take some calls on the love line."
Do you recognize that voice? That my friend is the voice of the boy who lived, himself, Harry Potter. Harry, was now 37 years old turning 38 in a few weeks. Harry Potter had given up the life of a wizard in favor of the life of a muggle. He was now a D.J.at a very popular radio station. Why you ask, did he give up the wizards life? The truth is no one knows not even Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Finnegan his best friends. Hermione had married Seamus Finnegan surprising everyone when they spilled about having been dating secretly for over 3 of their years at school. Ron had yet to marry but was steadily dating Hannah Abott.
One day Harry just up and left, of coarse not with out telling his friends where he had gone. They still kept in touch but they knew never to ask him to come home or even talk about why he might have left. Not that they hadn't tried oh no they tried many times always ending with being screamed at and having Harry storming away from them, only to have him owl an apology of his actions and begging not to ever ask again.
"Hey your on the love line talking to Harry what's wrong in your life of love (a/n: yeah I no really lame but hey I heard someone on the radio say it once,)? Who am I talking to?"
"Hi Harry. My name is Han...Harriet. Harriet Thompson. You see I've been dating this guy for a few years now and I'm completely in love with him, but I don't think he feels the same. What should I do should I dump him?"
"Well Harriet how long have you two been together?"
"About 2 and a half years."
"Hmmmm... well as most women know men suck with feelings, so he might love u, might not. There's really not too much you can do to tell. Has he been treating you any differently?"
"Well he has been a bit more distant then normal and a jumpy when were alone together."
"Well that's a tough one he could be cheating on you or planning a surprise for you. If he has been with you for two and a half years and has been faithful to you the whole time it's most likely to be the later, simply due to the fact that most men cheat within the first year or not at all. Like with my friend Fred, he dated this one girl Genevieve for about five years and started getting distant and jumpy, a month after this started he proposed and is now happily married." Harry was lying through his teeth for this girl. Fred was married and he had dated the girl for 5 years before proposing and wasn't in the least bit nervous. Of coarse he couldn't let Hannah Abott, the callers real name, know that Ron was planning to propose soon.
~D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco Malfoy was sitting in a compartment on a train to London, with his adopted 15 year old daughter Willow. Willow had black shining hair that took three hours to tame and beautiful blue eyes that looked like sapphires. She had been the oldest at the orphanage at 13 years of age. The social worker said that she would probably never have a family because most people adopted younger children. Well Draco had wanted to remedy that and took her in the first few months were hell, it had seemed like Willow didn't want a family which was partly true. During her fourth month with Draco she barley came out of her room. One day she hadn't come out all day to eat or anything and Draco was beginning to worry, Draco had never worried about anyone since.... he didn't want to think of that. SO he went up to check on her, he found her in her room crying her little blue eyes out. When he asked what was wrong at first she tried to make him leave but when he mentioned her parents she stopped and broke down crying again he had shared with her about how his father and killed his mother and then murdered himself leaving Draco all alone. The two grew closer after that and Draco had then become Willow's legal guardian.
Draco loved Willow more than anything and treated her as she was his biological daughter, though that was not possible since he was gay. Yes the great Draco Malfoy was in fact gay. He didn't hide it either, he wasn't the stereotypical gay I mean if you didn't know you wouldn't have been able to tell, but if he saw a cute guy he'd flirt to his fullest. Life for him was great and almost perfect there was only one thing missing...
~W~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Willow was lying down on her seat in her compartment across from Draco, (she barley ever called him her father and he was okay with it because he knew why. He was even slightly happy he had told her claming that it made him sound old.) wondering why he had planned this sudden trip to London, when she felt that weird vibe Draco gave off get stronger. Willow knew her father was different but more so then from the fact that he was gay. Yes she knew Draco was gay and she liked it that way it was like having two parents in one. But there was just something about him that screamed I'm not who you think I am. Just like Marcus Zambini. Balise Zambini was Draco's best friend, Marcus was his son. She had a huge crush on him. He had the same type of feeling about him. But she just didn't know what it was. In fact most of the people Draco's friends and their children had it. Willow turned to her father who was looking quite sad.
"Hey Draco? What's wrong?" Draco was normally happy or angry it was very rare to see him so down.
Draco seemed to snap out of a trans when she called him." Oh... what? Sorry went a little out of it." he replied putting a smile back on his face.
"I'll say you were out of it. What's wrong pops? You were frowning. You know that causes wrinkles." Willow said playfully. Willow and Draco acted more like friends than family most of the time. It was just natural for them but if Willow took it to far and tried to step over the boundaries Draco could be an evil little bitch.
"What's wrong is you called me pops. Now I feel old!" Draco cried frowning again. "And look you made me frown now I'm gonna have more wrinkles" Draco frowned harder right before both Willow and he collapsed into fits of laughter.
When the laughter died down, Willow tried asking one more time.
~D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco was still trying to get all my breath back after laughing when Willow once again asked him what was wrong. He debated telling her. But he knew she wouldn't understand. *I mean I know she knows I'm gay and she'd gladly help but I would have to tell her everything about my world. It would scare her if she knew. But then again she is going to have to find out anyway once I find...* Draco stopped in the middle of his thoughts when he heard a voice he thought he'd never hear again for the rest of his life. The voice that haunted his dreams at night and his thoughts during the day. The on voice he wished to hear more than anyone's in the world, the voice of... (a/n: oh like you can't guess!!!)!
~W~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco got really quiet after Willow asked again so she figured she wouldn't be getting an answer. She was used to it any time she asked about Draco's childhood he would shut up and not talk for hours. So she decided to put on her favorite radio station which happened to broadcast from London. It had her favorite D.J. who also handled the Love Line (one of the funnier parts of the broadcasts, which happened to be playing now.)
"Well Jake it seems to me that if you can't get it up with the girl of your dreams you might want to try for the guy of your dreams." came the voice of the D.J., Harry Potter through the speakers.
Willow looked over to Draco to see if he was still just staring out into space or if he was gonna answer her, what she saw almost scared her. ~D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco's moth dropped. It just couldn't be it just couldn't. The reason he was coming to London was on the radio telling a guy that he was gay. This was the best thing that could ever happen. Draco, who had become friends with Hermione during their last year of school due to the fact that they were both heads, had asked Hermione where he might be, she knew of coarse but because he wouldn't tell her why he wanted to know all she would tell him was Harry was in London, nothing more than that not even if it was muggle or wizard part. And now he knew he was at least working in the muggle part.
"Willow do you know where this show is broadcast from?" he asked praying that she would so that he could finally see Harry and tell him what he meant to all those years ago.
"Yeah it's in London Makers St. (a/n: I have never been to London or England even so I'm betting this place isn't real please just bare with me because I am an idiot). Jane went there for a contest once, said it's impossible to get in with working there being a guest or having an appointment." AT hearing all this Draco went from the happiest person on earth to having almost all of his hopes dashed, until Willow continued."Infact pretty much the only way you can have contact with anyone in the place is to call Harry's Love Line."
"Willow? Do you have your cell phone with you?"
TBC
SO what cha think I bet you think it sucks but tell me anyway way k bye
It seems like every day's the same
and I'm left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is gray
and there's no color to behold
They say it's over and I'm fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I'm dying here
And I am aware now of how
everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell I am prepared now,
seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I feel the dream in me expire
and there's no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
'cause I can't seem to get this through
You say it's over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here
And I am aware now of how
everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell
I am prepared now,
seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late; just as well
And I'm not scared now.
I must assure you,
you're never gonna get away
And I'm not scared now.
And I'm not scared now. No.
I am aware now of how
everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell
I am prepared now
seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I am prepared now,
seems everything's gonna be fine for me
For me; for myself.
For me, for me, for myself
For me, for me, for myself
"And that was Fine Again by Seether, a new band from South Africa. And we'll get back to the music in a few moments but first let's take some calls on the love line."
Do you recognize that voice? That my friend is the voice of the boy who lived, himself, Harry Potter. Harry, was now 37 years old turning 38 in a few weeks. Harry Potter had given up the life of a wizard in favor of the life of a muggle. He was now a D.J.at a very popular radio station. Why you ask, did he give up the wizards life? The truth is no one knows not even Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Finnegan his best friends. Hermione had married Seamus Finnegan surprising everyone when they spilled about having been dating secretly for over 3 of their years at school. Ron had yet to marry but was steadily dating Hannah Abott.
One day Harry just up and left, of coarse not with out telling his friends where he had gone. They still kept in touch but they knew never to ask him to come home or even talk about why he might have left. Not that they hadn't tried oh no they tried many times always ending with being screamed at and having Harry storming away from them, only to have him owl an apology of his actions and begging not to ever ask again.
"Hey your on the love line talking to Harry what's wrong in your life of love (a/n: yeah I no really lame but hey I heard someone on the radio say it once,)? Who am I talking to?"
"Hi Harry. My name is Han...Harriet. Harriet Thompson. You see I've been dating this guy for a few years now and I'm completely in love with him, but I don't think he feels the same. What should I do should I dump him?"
"Well Harriet how long have you two been together?"
"About 2 and a half years."
"Hmmmm... well as most women know men suck with feelings, so he might love u, might not. There's really not too much you can do to tell. Has he been treating you any differently?"
"Well he has been a bit more distant then normal and a jumpy when were alone together."
"Well that's a tough one he could be cheating on you or planning a surprise for you. If he has been with you for two and a half years and has been faithful to you the whole time it's most likely to be the later, simply due to the fact that most men cheat within the first year or not at all. Like with my friend Fred, he dated this one girl Genevieve for about five years and started getting distant and jumpy, a month after this started he proposed and is now happily married." Harry was lying through his teeth for this girl. Fred was married and he had dated the girl for 5 years before proposing and wasn't in the least bit nervous. Of coarse he couldn't let Hannah Abott, the callers real name, know that Ron was planning to propose soon.
~D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco Malfoy was sitting in a compartment on a train to London, with his adopted 15 year old daughter Willow. Willow had black shining hair that took three hours to tame and beautiful blue eyes that looked like sapphires. She had been the oldest at the orphanage at 13 years of age. The social worker said that she would probably never have a family because most people adopted younger children. Well Draco had wanted to remedy that and took her in the first few months were hell, it had seemed like Willow didn't want a family which was partly true. During her fourth month with Draco she barley came out of her room. One day she hadn't come out all day to eat or anything and Draco was beginning to worry, Draco had never worried about anyone since.... he didn't want to think of that. SO he went up to check on her, he found her in her room crying her little blue eyes out. When he asked what was wrong at first she tried to make him leave but when he mentioned her parents she stopped and broke down crying again he had shared with her about how his father and killed his mother and then murdered himself leaving Draco all alone. The two grew closer after that and Draco had then become Willow's legal guardian.
Draco loved Willow more than anything and treated her as she was his biological daughter, though that was not possible since he was gay. Yes the great Draco Malfoy was in fact gay. He didn't hide it either, he wasn't the stereotypical gay I mean if you didn't know you wouldn't have been able to tell, but if he saw a cute guy he'd flirt to his fullest. Life for him was great and almost perfect there was only one thing missing...
~W~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Willow was lying down on her seat in her compartment across from Draco, (she barley ever called him her father and he was okay with it because he knew why. He was even slightly happy he had told her claming that it made him sound old.) wondering why he had planned this sudden trip to London, when she felt that weird vibe Draco gave off get stronger. Willow knew her father was different but more so then from the fact that he was gay. Yes she knew Draco was gay and she liked it that way it was like having two parents in one. But there was just something about him that screamed I'm not who you think I am. Just like Marcus Zambini. Balise Zambini was Draco's best friend, Marcus was his son. She had a huge crush on him. He had the same type of feeling about him. But she just didn't know what it was. In fact most of the people Draco's friends and their children had it. Willow turned to her father who was looking quite sad.
"Hey Draco? What's wrong?" Draco was normally happy or angry it was very rare to see him so down.
Draco seemed to snap out of a trans when she called him." Oh... what? Sorry went a little out of it." he replied putting a smile back on his face.
"I'll say you were out of it. What's wrong pops? You were frowning. You know that causes wrinkles." Willow said playfully. Willow and Draco acted more like friends than family most of the time. It was just natural for them but if Willow took it to far and tried to step over the boundaries Draco could be an evil little bitch.
"What's wrong is you called me pops. Now I feel old!" Draco cried frowning again. "And look you made me frown now I'm gonna have more wrinkles" Draco frowned harder right before both Willow and he collapsed into fits of laughter.
When the laughter died down, Willow tried asking one more time.
~D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco was still trying to get all my breath back after laughing when Willow once again asked him what was wrong. He debated telling her. But he knew she wouldn't understand. *I mean I know she knows I'm gay and she'd gladly help but I would have to tell her everything about my world. It would scare her if she knew. But then again she is going to have to find out anyway once I find...* Draco stopped in the middle of his thoughts when he heard a voice he thought he'd never hear again for the rest of his life. The voice that haunted his dreams at night and his thoughts during the day. The on voice he wished to hear more than anyone's in the world, the voice of... (a/n: oh like you can't guess!!!)!
~W~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco got really quiet after Willow asked again so she figured she wouldn't be getting an answer. She was used to it any time she asked about Draco's childhood he would shut up and not talk for hours. So she decided to put on her favorite radio station which happened to broadcast from London. It had her favorite D.J. who also handled the Love Line (one of the funnier parts of the broadcasts, which happened to be playing now.)
"Well Jake it seems to me that if you can't get it up with the girl of your dreams you might want to try for the guy of your dreams." came the voice of the D.J., Harry Potter through the speakers.
Willow looked over to Draco to see if he was still just staring out into space or if he was gonna answer her, what she saw almost scared her. ~D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco's moth dropped. It just couldn't be it just couldn't. The reason he was coming to London was on the radio telling a guy that he was gay. This was the best thing that could ever happen. Draco, who had become friends with Hermione during their last year of school due to the fact that they were both heads, had asked Hermione where he might be, she knew of coarse but because he wouldn't tell her why he wanted to know all she would tell him was Harry was in London, nothing more than that not even if it was muggle or wizard part. And now he knew he was at least working in the muggle part.
"Willow do you know where this show is broadcast from?" he asked praying that she would so that he could finally see Harry and tell him what he meant to all those years ago.
"Yeah it's in London Makers St. (a/n: I have never been to London or England even so I'm betting this place isn't real please just bare with me because I am an idiot). Jane went there for a contest once, said it's impossible to get in with working there being a guest or having an appointment." AT hearing all this Draco went from the happiest person on earth to having almost all of his hopes dashed, until Willow continued."Infact pretty much the only way you can have contact with anyone in the place is to call Harry's Love Line."
"Willow? Do you have your cell phone with you?"
TBC
SO what cha think I bet you think it sucks but tell me anyway way k bye