Stupid Red Liquid
A Dramione poem by Sherry F. aka HPFangirl71 or trekkiedrew
This stupid red liquid courses through my body
Wickedly keeping us apart.
It flows freely without a care
Never knowing the pain and ruin within my heart
We are one, connected at the soul.
Our passion causes so much strife
Who cares that my blood is pure and yours is not,
For you are the love of my life.
This stupid red liquid boils within my veins
Flamed by your kiss, your touch, your loving carress....
This stupid red liquid makes me feel such guilt and shame
Confused, your love is driving me insane
Why oh why does our blood keep us apart??
Within my heart, we are meant to be
So no matter what others may say
This stupid red liquid doesnt matter to me.
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Dramione Written by Sherry Farr, aka trekkiedrew or HPFangirl 71
One stained with the filth of a mud-blood,
The other carrying the regalness of a pure-blood.
He carries a cunning darkness, while she's sweet and clever as an alley cat.
They say that such opposites usually attract....
Their lust for one another is consuming,
The turmoil of their heated passions leaves them both fuming.
Separated, they are just Draco and Hermione,
Yet romantically, together they are powerfully Dramione.
Tho they may fight how this feels....
With the fans, Dramione love stays forever real.
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Draco's Choice : Chapter 1
A Dramione Fanfic by Sherry F. aka HPFangirl71 or trekkiedrew Its my first so please be kind, not sure if it is any good and it is only the beginning, not sure where i am going with it. As i write other chapters i will post them in this blog, thank your for reading it!!(I added to this chapter to make it a bit longer so i could try posting it on mugglenet fanfic)
Draco Malfoy awoke barely an hour after having fallen asleep. He reached over, grabbed his wand, and whispered "Lumos". In the dim light he quickly dressed, looking over at the woman laying beside him. He shamefully thought to himself that here he was again; sneaking out on her in the middle of the night. He had promised her it wouldnt happen again, but he had a wife and child to get home to. For Merlins sake, he knew that both women deserved better than what he was able to provide them.
He got up and quietly made his way downstairs and out the back door, just as he had done so many countless nites before. He concentrated on home and soon found himself apparateing at the edge of the long drive. As he walked toward the familiar grey house, he thought of how to once again explain his long abscence. He knew Pansy wouldnt question him but his own guilt wanted the excuse. He approached the house with his head hanging, thinking as he had so many times before, why was he doing this??
He was a pureblood wizard skulking about having an affair with a filthy mudblood mistress. Not that he ever thought that way about Hermione anymore. No, things had definitely changed between himself and Hermione Granger since the old days at Hogwarts. He didnt know how or why this had happened. They still got on each others nerves, yet it was undeniable. He and Hermione were sleeping with each other, had been ever since her divorce from Weasley had been final.
She was still the same insufferable know it all and he still seemed to piss her off alot, yet now he noticed the fire in her eyes when angry. He also now noticed how sweet her laugh was, how irresistable her perfume smelled, and just how soft her touch could be. Draco shook the image of tonite out of his head as he entered the house and climbed the stairs to the bedroom he shared with his wife. Pansy was very different than Granger. Their marriage had been happy and lasted many years during a time when many wizard marriages were failing. She was his strength and his comfort. She was there when his mother had died and she had provided him an heir.
He turned on the lights with a flick of his wand and sat at the edge of the bed undressing. Pansy rolled over and inquired whether he'd had a rough nite at the Ministry again. His reply of "Yeah, something like that.", sounded dull and strained. He climbed under the silk covers, pulling his wife close to him. The weight of her head on his chest seemed to bear down on his soul. How could he keep doing this? He needed to make a decision....but how? How could he choose between the two women? They were as different as day and night, as were his feelings for them both. They each stirred up deep feelings within his heart. Yet Draco knew that somehow he had to make a choice. Yes, he had to make the toughest choice of his life.... with a deep sigh he closed his eyes and fell into a deeply troubled sleep.
Darkness surrounded him from all sides, it was a thick, suffocateing darkness. Draco could feel it pressing in on him from deep within. For some reason it filled him with fear. His heart was beating madly within his chest and his palms were sweaty. He couldn't tell where he was yet he continued to move slowly forward, creeping along fearfully in the dark. Suddenly, he saw a dim light up ahead. Not a bright light, just a soft glowing ember which beckoned to him. He could hear a faint voice calling to him, yet he could not recognize it. It was soft and soothing like a woman's voice and he found himself quickening his pace towards the light.
Anything to be rid of the stark coldness of the dark. He continued bravely on... yet the light never seemed to draw nearer to him. He began to feel himself panic. As if his very life depended on reaching the light and the mystery woman's soothing voice. He reached out, stretching his hand as far as it would go. He felt her gentle touch and then just as suddenly as the light had come, he felt himself plummet backwards into the terrifying darkness. He cried out and then found himself awake at his wife's side.
"Draco, was it another nightmare?" Pansy inquired. Draco told her not to worry, he was fine he lied. "Just the same nightmare about the war." he told her. Pansy pulled herself closer to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and softly kissed him. "Maybe I can think of something to make you feel better...", she purred into his ear. He smiled mischieviously at her and began fervently returning her kisses....
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