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Post by scorpius lukas malfoy on Jan 15, 2010 18:03:14 GMT
The smoke left the end of the cigarette in pretty curls as Scorpius exhaled softly. The dorm smelled of smoke, it wasn’t really a surprise it had become quite the trendy thing in the boys dorm to be a smoker. In fact it was the young Scorpius Malfoy who had started the trend. Back then it was more to look cool than anything else. Now it was different. Now smoking was an escape. Smoking relieved stress.
This was his 5th cigarette tonight, the young Malfoy needed release and it wasn’t coming. Scorpius sighed as he sat up on the dark green material to pour yet another glass of red wine. His grey eyes glanced down again meeting with the photograph that was stuck to the page.
The moving image never did fail to draw a reaction from the young Slytherin. Scorpius reached out touching it before lying back down on the bed.
The young blonde in the picture really hadn’t changed that much. He was just taller and skinnier now. Still the same old Scorpius but my oh my how times change. The little girl he was standing with had grown up too, she was still as beautiful as the day the photograph was taken. The thruth was both of them had grown up and grown apart and it had all ended not that long ago. It still broke Socrpius’s heart to think back to the old days. The old days of sitting in trees swinging life away. Back then things were easy, the world was only one yard wide.
Now, Socrpius was confused he didn’t know what to do. He just wished he was 8 again, cut knees are easier to heal than broken hearts.
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Post by danica lola warrington on Jan 16, 2010 11:58:23 GMT
Boyfriend and apparently future husband lost and kids found, hardly a formula for success right? Especially in a mashed up era where only truths can be revealed by those who have actually lived them fully. Danica was on edge every minute of the day ever since she had witnessed the disaster she liked to call love, it wasn't a pleasant experience infact it hurt her more than trying to come off the drugs and that fucking caned. She wished that she could somehow reorder times for herself and stop from falling too hard then maybe, just maybe it wouldn't have been so painful. But then again was it a good thing that she knew now? He built her up to only bring her down it seemed, hardly the foundations of a future together. Kicking her feet harshly on each step down to the dungeons, Danica sighed. She couldn't deny that she loved Scorpius or that she doesn't love him now, its just so damn hard to accept what happened even if he too never stopped loving her either.
Before she was aware of it, Danica was in the slytherin common room walking to a familiar place guided by her senses and nothing else. She wasn't intentionally walking into the boys dorm to cause trouble, her heart was just telling her its where she had to go now, before its too late for mends. Slidding through the door that she has managed to many a time before, she smiled upon seeing scor sat down in his usual place cigarette and all. "Mind if i join you?" She asked noticing the very picture in his hand. Ah back when things really were simple and great. If he said no to her question she would simply leave, no need to try and make conversation where you're obviously not wanted.
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Post by scorpius lukas malfoy on Feb 3, 2010 12:29:01 GMT
It was hard for the young Slytherin to hold in his tears as he heard her quiet voice chime through the a silent room. It was a few minutes before the blonds could actually find the strength to face the girl he knew was standing there. The water was slowly trickled down his face, it was barely noticeable to anyone but himself.
“no, no, I don’t mind at all”
Scorpius’s eyes couldn’t meet her gaze, it hurt too much. He knew he shouldn’t be the one hurting. It was all his fault things were like this. It was all his fault they had fallen apart. If he hadn’t have kissed those boys none of this would have happened. Scorpius had weighed it up in his head over and over. He was more at ease with himself now. He knew what he liked. He liked both sexes. Kissing boys gave him the same rush as kissing girls. The young Malfoy shifted further up on the bed to let the young lady sit beside him. It had been a long time since they had been together like this. Scorpius stretched out a long willowy finger turning the parchment pages. The pictures still had an effect on him. Something that never failed to stump him. The medication was suppose to stop this.
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