"Can't you see? We're the only constants in each other's lives any more. We don't have anything else to hold onto." When Ginny and Draco both betray their causes, and the war threatens to doom them both... one-shot.Category: Completed Short Stories
Post HBP warfic. Can two people find comfort in one of the darkest times and places?Category: Completed Short Stories
This was splendidly written! It was such a creative idea with really plausible character developments. I would have liked a little bit more dialogue between Draco and Ginny, but the physical connection that they shared was so well written. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this!!
What do you do with a Death Eater when he stops being a Death Eater?Category: Long and Completed
This was super cute and well written!!
To this day, Draco Malfoy still cannot pinpoint the day when his best friend became a genius. Blaise Zabini, however, is most definitely a genius. After all, he gave Draco the best advice of his life.Category: Works in Progress
Aw! This is really cute!! Please continue!!!
Living in captivity can only last so long. ***COMPLETE***Category: Completed Fiction, Works in ProgressWritten for the LJ DG Fic Exchange 2010 and winner of the Best Angst award. The rating is for the warnings.
I couldn't stop reading this from start to finish. Absolutely loved it! Extremely well written, very creative, and so sweet. I cried at the end when they both died. So sad. Lovely fic!
The war is over, and so is Draco Malfoy's world. He has run as far as he can, and now, as a taxi driver in a world that has no more magic, he has come to the end of the line... or so he thinks. But when he finds the former Ginny Weasley, he learns just how many mysteries remain to be solved... and how much hope can still be found.Category: Works in Progress
Chapter SEVEN quote of the day:
At three in the morning, Draco turns off the sign on top of his cab and pulls into the parking lot of the pancake house. He sees her small figure tucked into a seat in the corner table. It sends a pang of something like fear through him when he gets an inkling of just how happy he is to see her.
Ginny slides into a molded plastic seat. “I’m hungry. Want to split some pancakes?”
She eats ravenously when they arrive, tearing apart the pats of butter in their foil wrapping, ripping the cover off the sealed plastic pouches of syrup. “I shouldn’t have coffee this late. I’ll never get to sleep. I never do before five or six anyway, so I guess it doesn’t matter.”
This casual Ginny. Flippant. She does not want him to feel sorry for her. She will not accept his pity. He admires her. He wonders just how many Ginnys there are. He wants to meet them all. That scares him, too.
Ooo love this so far! I was sucked in immediately at the start. I love the concept and find the setting to be extremely unique for a DG story. I'm interested to find out where you will go with this. I'm also curious to discover why magic is gone from the world and why so many from the magical world are in the same area. This is very well written and love your use of descriptive imagery. Can't wait for the next chapter!
Author's Response: Thanks! Yes, this one is a little different... and there will be a lot of twists and turns. More soon.