A silly drabble about what would inevitably happen if Harry and Ginny ever got (God forbid) married. Anyone expecting intricate plotting or vast character development will be disappointed, but leather pants are involved, however tangentially.Category: Completed Short Stories
Aww, you made fun of my favorite book, Gone With the Wind. Oh well, I loved Harry and his baldness. He deserves it!
What really happened in the DH Epilogue of Doom. Poor, poor Harry, so very clueless...Category: Works in Progress
Chapter SIXTY-NINE quote of the day:
Ginny scowled at him. “You don’t know me very well.”
Draco shook his head, his eyes more sorrowful than ever. “No. I don’t. Eternity wouldn’t be long enough for that.”
“Why do I feel as if we’ve suddenly wandered into the set of a men’s cologne commercial?” complained Lucifer.
“Can’t you keep your damn mouth shut, Lucifer?” spat Draco.
“Please… really… I don’t think you should talk to him that way,” whispered Ginny.
This is an amazing story. I've been addicted to it ever since I started reading it on Sunday. Every spare moment I had over the last few days I've been devouring your story. I've even been ditching my boyfriend to read it. Whenever I'm reading this and he calls, I tell him I'm doing homework so that he'll leave me alone for a few hours. Unfortunately I've also put my homework by the wayside to get caught up with this story. Oh well, I don't really mind all that much!
And about that whacked out boy... I'd be more than willing to beat him up for you. I got screwed over this summer by my boyfriend who led me on while I was gone for a month. It's ok though because I got my revenge (insert Voldemort laugh from Potter Puppet Pals). Best of luck in the boy department. Who knows, you might find yourself a Draco!