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Draco Malfoy —
You don't know what I'm capable of.
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Anonymous asked:
Hi, I see you haven't been around in a couple months, but I mostly just wanted to pop in and say you used to be my favorite Draco to RP with. I deactivated my account a while ago, but I still think back on our RPs sometimes.
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“Nah, live a little,“ Noora teases. “Have the pizza diavola.“ Eyebrows raise with a mysterious smile.
Noora places her menu on the edge of the table to indicate she made her choice and is ready to order, a frown prominent on her face as she wreathes her fingers together in front of her, studying him. She is probably staring long enough to make him feel uncomfortable but she doesn’t really understand what he means. “So when you say you believe it wasn’t a good thing.. are you talking about your parents or the House you were sorted in?“
As soon as the attention goes from him to her, she literally withdraws, now leaning back in the chair. Eyes drop to her own hands and a shrug of her shoulders betray how she dislikes talking about herself, even if it isn’t personal. Then she smiles. “Normal, compared to yours.” Content with her evasive reply her gaze meets his again. She can’t open up to him yet. She doesn’t know him. The waiter takes their order and Noora sips from her drink. “There’s one more thing I don’t get. Those Houses… why does a child usually follow their parents into the same one? What is the sorting based on then? And why do children go to the same school their parents went to?”
His eyes widen while he tries to determine whether or not she is teasing him and then he concedes defeat, not knowing her well enough yet. “I think I’ll just stick with the first one, if that’s okay?” His eyes dart to hers, letting her know that he appreciates her help, he just wants to try learning to do things himself and this feels good, being able to make simple decisions without worrying about any sort of backlash. He couldn’t even go out for a meal back home without worrying that he would end up being poisoned or worse.
“Both,” He answers after a moment, voice soft and low as he tries to figure it out. He’s never really put it into words before but he tries his best, unconsciously mimicking her as his fingers twist and knot themselves together. “I was raised to behave a certain way, to follow certain traditions and one of those traditions was to get s...chosen to be into the same House that every member of my family had been in. It was never made clear what would happen if I hadn’t of ended up where I did but I confess that I never wanted to find out. I was raised to believe that some people were better than others, that those who didn’t possess certain qualities and traits were lesser beings, were inferior somehow and I’m ashamed to say that it was only very recently that my mind was changed. I’m disgusted with how I behaved as a child and I’m trying now to be a better person that I was.” And, he added silently, to be a better man that his father could ever hope to be. He wanted to be Draco, not a Malfoy.
He notes her obvious reluctance and he wonders if he’s perhaps overshared but then, perhaps a secret or two could be traded for a secret. He knows enough about making friends to know that it can’t be one-sided - that if wants her to trust him, he has to show that he can trust her. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, Noora,” He smiles sympathetically, lifting one skinny shoulder up in a lazy shrug to show that he really didn’t mind, “And to answer your final questions...I don’t know. It’s just the way things...were? Are? And I know that’s a silly excuse but it’s the only one I have right now...”
A Honest Day’s Work for an Honest Man~
Draco huffed out an agitated breath and brushed aside his fringe with dirty fingers, eyes darting up to gaze hopefully at the clock above the door. Time was passing far too slowly today but even as time seemed to come to a stop, Draco was determined to remain busy. If he was seen standing around doing nothing, that might be the final chance blown on his part and while old Mrs Wilkes said she was happy to employ Draco in her unique Potions business, the store was already dangerously close to the entrance to Knockturn Alley without Draco being too much of a presence at the front of the shop and causing any problems. He’d lost the business a few of its regular patrons when he started working there two years ago but at the end of the day, he was lucky to have any job at all in the aftermath of the War.
He sighed again and resumed his sweeping of the wooden floors before moving onto doing a stock inventory of the various potions and elixirs stretching from floor to ceiling and surrounding every wall and available bit of space there once. He scaled up a nearby ladder to check on an obscure label on a bottle, not registering that someone had entered the shop until he’d heard the bell.
“I’ll be with you in just one moment!” He called out politely, just hoping that it would be a friendly customer this time around.
Betrayal & Regret Sentence Starters
“I told you not to get too close to me.” “From the day we met, I knew I’d hurt you eventually.” “I wish you never had trusted me.” “I told you to leave, but you didn’t. I gave you the chance!” “We were never friends. I’m so sorry.” “I did something terrible.” “It was inevitable, but I regretted it every step of the way.” “I’m mainly sorry that somewhere along the way, I started to care about you.” “I guess this is a lesson in not trusting people, right?” “How long?…Since the beginning.” “I wish I could just make a wish and become a better person.” “None if it was real, but I wish it was.” “Do you think I liked hurting you?” “I hurt people. It’s all I’m good at.” “I did it because I had to, not because I ever wanted to.” “I -did- care about you, I just had no other choice.” “You should have walked away when you had the chance.” “If we had never met, it would have saved us both some grief.” “I know it hurts, but I’m still glad we had the chance to know each other.” “Hurting you was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.” “I didn’t want it to be like this, but I had no control!” “I guess I’ve just never been a trustworthy person.” “I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t want to forgive me either.” “So? Aren’t you going to say something?” “If I tell you what I did, we’ll probably never see one another again.”
“When were you going to tell me about this?” “Why me? Of all people, why me?” “You planned this all from the beginning?” “I wanted so badly to think you were different.” “How could you lead me along like that?” “None of what we had was ever real, was it?” “So, our friendship didn’t mean anything to you?” “I would have done anything for you, but you’ve ruined all of that.” “All of the things I sacrificed for you didn’t mean a thing?” “I wish I had known when we met that you were such a vile person.” “If I could go back, I would just walk away.” “I forgive you, but I’m not going to forget what you did.” “No. I don’t accept your apology.” “After all your lies, how do I know you mean it when you say you’re sorry?” “I hope you realized what you did was cruel.” “I still care about you.” “Just tell me that your feelings towards me were genuine.” “What on earth is worth betraying someone who loves you?” “If you want to regain my trust, you have to earn it.” “Don’t just say you’re sorry. Show me that you’re sorry.”
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If anybody would like a starter etc, please message me as I’m more than happy to do some plotting =]))
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Harry Potter Themed Sentence Starters
enjoy and feel free to make any changes !
The Letter
- “Did I get mail?”
- “I got my Hogwarts letter!!”
- “Magic isn’t real, idiot.”
- “I’m a what?”
- “Guess where I’m going on September first!”
- “Did you get yours yet?”
- “Is that an owl?”
Diagon Alley
- “Oh no! My owl!”
- “Hey, can I borrow a knut?” / “You can borrow DEEZ KNUTS.”
- “That book tried to BITE me!”
- “Look at this book–Hexes for the Novice Prankster.”
- “I just saw someone trying to snort Floo powder.”
- “Do these robes make my butt look big?”
- “The Apothecary smells like rotten milk.”
- “What cauldron did you get?”
- “School shopping has never been so much fun.”
- “Maybe we can sneak into the Leaky Cauldron.”
- “I want that broom SO bad.”
- “Why would you want a cat?”
- “The wand chooses the asshole, I guess.”
- “Ollivander is kind of a creep.”
The Hogwarts Express
- “We’re going to miss the train!”
- “Can you tell me where Platform Nine and Three Quarters is?”
- “This trunk is SO heavy!”
- “Why are you already wearing your robes?”
- “I just ate six cauldron cakes. Someone give me a medal.”
- “Are we there yet?”
- “You can’t sit with us.”
- “Oh–damn. Sorry, I thought this compartment was empty.”
- “Is it okay if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full.”
- “Are you a prefect?”
- “Ha ha! You got a booger-flavored jelly bean?”
- “I’ll trade you my chocolate frog card!”
- “I lost my toad.”
- “I’m scared about the sorting…”
Life At Hogwarts
- “I swear, Filch keeps trying to get me into trouble.”
- “This is the fifth time I’ve seen that staircase move!”
- “If Peeves wasn’t a ghost, I’d fight him.”
- “Oh hey, my owl brought me a letter!”
- “Do you think Shrek lives in the Forbidden Forest?”
- “Let’s just pretend I didn’t blow up my cauldron.”
- “Muggleborns are going to take over the world.”
- “There’s something weird about that professor.”
- “…do people really get detention in the Forbidden Forest?”
- “Meet me in the Common room/library/Great Hall later!”
- “I don’t know how I keep getting points deducted from my House.”
- “Why do you still use quills? There are pens.”
- “I dare you to go swimming in the lake.”
Quidditch
- “GET THE SNITCH!”
- “Your team sucks.”
- “That should’ve been a foul!”
- “Wow, look at them go.”
- “Don’t fall off the broom!”
- “That captain is so hot.”
- “Why is Quidditch a legal sport?”
- “I wish I made the team.”
- “See you on the field.”
- “Look out for that Bludger!”
- “We’re celebrating with Butterbeer tonight.”
- “I can’t believe we lost again…”
Exams
- “I’ll never be able to learn this spell in time…”
- “What are the twelve uses of dragon blood again?”
- “Can you show me the wand movement again? Please?”
- “Just let me peek at your notes for five minutes.”
- “I couldn’t even do well at regular school, now I’m at wizard school…”
- “Is there really no way to cheat?”
- “If I don’t get an O on my Charms OWL, I’m going to scream.” / “I’ll be happy to get an A on any of my OWLS.”
((Sorry! I get married next month so I’ve had next to no time to do anything that isn’t wedding related at the moment >.< Firing out any replies now - sorry for the delay! I might have to do a bit of changing with this account because of the new guidelines - I think I’ve missed everything happening so I’ll see what I think))
((I won’t be online until after Christmas as I don’t have a day off until then >.< Have a good Christmas everyone!))
~Streetwalker~
“Oh don’t be coy, the job isn’t that great, I hate it, but I didn’t wany to live off my inheritance so I took Kingsley offer.” He said with an eye roll. “This job seems better having sex with whoever.”
“Such a hard life that you lead, Potter,” Draco muttered quite childishly, taking great efforts not to let jealousy lace his words. He hated how he was reduced to a petty child whenever he was around Potter, but something about the man just brought out that nature in Draco. He scoffed then and looked away, jaw clenching in anger. “I wouldn’t put it quite like that. I don’t exactly get to choose who my clients are - I just pick the ones with the deepest pockets.”
~Streetwalker~
“Ginny dumped my sorry arse a year ago, seems she wanted a different fellow or in this case a woman.”
He said with a roll of his eyes, taking his hot tea cup in his hand and sipping slowly on it. “Well, you showed up so I guess you are a curious one. I have been busy, if you must know. Being an auror is hard work.”
“Really? Well, colour me surprised,” Draco drawled slowly before returning his focus to his tea, seemingly lost deep in thought for just a moment. Then, he bristled with anger and spat out, “I wouldn’t know, Potter. How nice it must be to walk into the job you’ve always dreamed of, solving crimes of your adoring masses. It must be a dream come true for you.”
~Streetwalker~
Watching the other move Harry followed taking the seat across from him he smiled. “I am serious about all of this Malfoy. I am not the type of man to fool you.” He said taking a sip of his tea.
“So all of those fights we had at Hogwarts are nothing, and the man I see before me now is the real Harry Potter?” Draco arched a thin eyebrow before reaching out to take a sip of his tea, shuddering with delight at the much needed warmth. “Why does the Glorious Harry Potter have to resort to sullying himself with whores anyhow? Does girl Weasley not please you enough?”
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A brief sound of laughter escapes her. He seems so clueless it makes her wonder how he managed to have found everything on his own up until now… it is almost as if he doesn’t belong in this world; the way he experiences something as simple as the pizza place baffles her. He must have been very, very shielded from the outside world. “They do,” she says, and offers him the other menu for him to pick from. “Here. Choose whatever you want.”
With a look of plain curiosity in her eyes Noora looks up and studies him for a moment, until she is distracted by the waiter bringing them their drinks. He sees that Draco clearly isn’t ready to order yet and leaves them be. Noora folds her hands around the warm mug of tea and clears her throat, something she always does when she thinks of something to say to avoid any awkwardness, a trait she always had. “So…” she begins, exaggerating the ‘o’ to buy herself some time. “You attended boarding school then?” She remembers him telling her about luxurious dishes at school and begins to wonder about what his childhood must have been like.
Grey eyes narrowed to curiously scan the menu before him and it was clear that more than a few dishes were beyond comprehension to him. He hadn’t explored much in the way of Muggle food when he was younger but he was more than eager to begin now, he simply didn’t know where to start. Glancing through the pizza options, he finally decides on, “Margherita pizza? That’s just tomato and cheese with some herbs, right? It doesn’t sound like I can go too wrong with that!”
“Yeah - it was one up in the Scottish Highlands - beautiful place but a really long journey.” He admits while trying not to give too much away; if she ever tries to find Hogwarts, she wouldn’t have much luck. “The school was set in traditional values, for example, you were organised into Houses and if your parents had been in a specific House, then you would probably end up there too. I thought, as a child, that the was the greatest thing to follow them there, but I’m not so sure now.” He shrugs in a half-hearted way, “I did love the classes though. What about you, Noora? What was your schooling like?”
~Streetwalker~
Hearomg the knock on the door he waved his wand, hearing the door unlocked and swing open. He grinned seeing the blonde standing there. “Malfoy, you’ve arrived. I knew you’d be curious about this. Well shall we have a tea?” He asked pointing at the table where there was hot tea waiting for them. “Before we get to the main event.”
“Very formal, Potter.” Draco muttered softly, momentarily thrown at the fact that it was the man himself who answered the door; there didn’t seem to be any cruel tricks aiming his way just yet but Draco continued to remain on guard, just in case. “Please, it’ll warm me up at the very least.” He added and slipped into the room, the door clicking shut behind him as he walked across the room to the table. “Before we start anything - I have to know, are you completely serious about this or is this a joke?”