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Footsteps clicked upon stone, leaving brown and red smudges in a trail, followed by the flutter of a black cloak. Tiny hands grasped wooden slats, and gray eyes peered through the spaces. He recognized the sound of his father's brisk approach.
The child's eyes grew wide when a tall figure with a scary face swooped into the room. Draco began to fuss, but then his fears were doused when Lucius removed his half-skull mask.
Draco's teary gaze shifted over his father's form, a happy smile tugging at the corners of the boys delicate lips. There were shiny, wet patches, and splatters on Daddy's robes, though Draco did not know what they were.
Swooping down corridors in a black cloud, he heard the children whisper behind his back. He heard them talk in corners. He knew the way in which the other staff said his name, and he felt the judgment of their searching eyes crawl over his skin, no amount of layers protected him from that creeping feeling. He heard the silence in the halls at night, when he walked them alone, cool stone gazing back at him hard and unfeeling and he knew it. His long fingered hands traced patterns in the stone, cold seeping through bones, radiating, mirroring the persistent chill in the center of his chest. The moonlight poured in through slotted windows, makin
Scorpius Malfoy and The Ferryman's Mark Ch2 by AllOutOfBubblegum, literature
Literature
Scorpius Malfoy and The Ferryman's Mark Ch2
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When Scorpius came to he was curled up in his soft bed beneath a layer of covers. Al was sitting on the bed with Scorpius, his legs tucked beneath him, holding onto Scorpius hand. Draco was sitting in a chair next to Scorpius bed, and he reached forward to stroke a stray lock of blond off of Scorpius forehead. Astoria was sitting in a corner of the room with her nails between her teeth, while Harry hovered nearby, now and then touching his scar which Scorpius had learned was a nervous habit of his.
"Good to see you again," Draco said. "How are you feeling, son?"
Scorpius curled his fingers around Al's.
"I feel alright," Sc
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Footsteps clicked upon stone, leaving brown and red smudges in a trail, followed by the flutter of a black cloak. Tiny hands grasped wooden slats, and gray eyes peered through the spaces. He recognized the sound of his father's brisk approach.
The child's eyes grew wide when a tall figure with a scary face swooped into the room. Draco began to fuss, but then his fears were doused when Lucius removed his half-skull mask.
Draco's teary gaze shifted over his father's form, a happy smile tugging at the corners of the boys delicate lips. There were shiny, wet patches, and splatters on Daddy's robes, though Draco did not know what they were.
Swooping down corridors in a black cloud, he heard the children whisper behind his back. He heard them talk in corners. He knew the way in which the other staff said his name, and he felt the judgment of their searching eyes crawl over his skin, no amount of layers protected him from that creeping feeling. He heard the silence in the halls at night, when he walked them alone, cool stone gazing back at him hard and unfeeling and he knew it. His long fingered hands traced patterns in the stone, cold seeping through bones, radiating, mirroring the persistent chill in the center of his chest. The moonlight poured in through slotted windows, makin
Scorpius Malfoy and The Ferryman's Mark Ch2 by AllOutOfBubblegum, literature
Literature
Scorpius Malfoy and The Ferryman's Mark Ch2
-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-
When Scorpius came to he was curled up in his soft bed beneath a layer of covers. Al was sitting on the bed with Scorpius, his legs tucked beneath him, holding onto Scorpius hand. Draco was sitting in a chair next to Scorpius bed, and he reached forward to stroke a stray lock of blond off of Scorpius forehead. Astoria was sitting in a corner of the room with her nails between her teeth, while Harry hovered nearby, now and then touching his scar which Scorpius had learned was a nervous habit of his.
"Good to see you again," Draco said. "How are you feeling, son?"
Scorpius curled his fingers around Al's.
"I feel alright," Sc
First of all... my art has gotten a lot better since I was last on this account. I did create a new account because I'm trying to do better/more serious art.
However. I'm not getting much input on that account, and on this account, I have many followers.
So I'm putting it out there for you who are watching this account, check out my new DA page it is finalfrontierdesigns.
I am open for commissions. PM me to ask about prices and such.
I haven't decided if I am going to make that my permanent DA account and just delete this one, or not, because there is still art and fiction on this account that I like a lot.
I got back on this account to
Don't like Lady Gaga, but I can't help but like the song 'Bad Romance' and sometimes I get the urge to play it on repeat for awhile.
I was doing this tonight, and I just got this visual of insane Bellatrix making a music video for this song dedicated to The Dark Lord. xD
Soooo...I kind of really want to write some sort of crazy-ass song fic with Bellatrix being a lunatic and...yeah. I just need this because.
I think I'll work on it this weekend.
Sometimes I just wish I could take the visuals in my head and put them into a video or something. XD I have such psycho/funny visions for this scenario in my head. It's pretty awesome in my mind s