My Dick Is Bigger Than Yours

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run and hide
for the wolves,
they are a’comin,
and I am fearful
oh my dove

Late present for Melina. Happy birthday!

“Draco Malfoy is the linchpin. He will bottle fame, brew glory, even put a stopper in death. With his choice, he will break fate.”

— The Stopper in Death by absumoaevum

“Draco…”

He ignored her and glanced around the pillars again, down the hall to classroom doors that would open in minutes and emit a hundred students, all heading to the Great Hall for dinner. Right past where he and Granger stood. They needed to move. Now.

“Just hurry up, Granger. We need to get back to the Room before—”

“Draco…” she said again, cutting across him, and this time her voice had an edge to it.

“What?” he said, turning to face her. The locket lay open in her hands. Inside, Draco saw a tiny folded slip of paper wedged into one of the places where a picture would normally have been. “I don’t understand. Is it a Horcrux or isn’t it?”

“I… I don’t think it is.” She eased the paper free of the locket and unfolded it with trembling fingers. Her eyes scanned the scribbled words, then she murmured, “R.A.B.”

“Come again?” Draco smoothed his hair back from his face. Just watching her bemused expression settle slowly into pain and disappointment was maddening; he snatched the note from her and read it for himself:

To the Dark Lord
I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can.
I face death in the hope that when you meet your match you will be mortal once more.
R.A.B.

Draco looked up at Granger as his heart plummeted into his stomach.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

— The Stopper in Death by absumoaevum

Girl this ain’t giving up, it’s knowing where to stop. (x)

In honor of Eurovision: Germany’s song, “Standing Still”.

Your ghost doesn’t haunt, it kills.

There’s a place that I know
It’s not pretty there and few have ever gone
If I show it to you now
Will it make you run away?

Get these left handed lovers out of your way
They look hopeful but you, you should not stay

Oh, please don’t go
I want you so
I can’t let go
For I lose control

-It’s not forever, you know.

-How long, Hermione?

-We’ll see each other again.

-Just tell me how long.