Shout out to my friend Alice and my friend Mel for helping me keep this story exciting and full of plot twists.
Draco stormed into his room, slamming the door shut. He wanted to hit something. No, not hit something he wanted to hit someone. He quickly changed into his normal robes and grabbed his wand. He practically sprint down the hall until he found it. The room of requirements. As he entered he found it empty except for a single dementor. He took a deep breath before casting the spell. "Expecto Pantourus" He said. He watched as the silver mist rolled out of his wand, but insted of the large, snarling wolf, it took the form of a small speckled doe. He watched as it simply ran and leaped around the dementor, banishing it. As it faded away he glared at his wand. Something was wrong he was sure of it. He cast the spell four more times, each with the same result if the speckled doe. He let out an enraged growl as he threw his wand to the floor. Why did he have to feel like this? Why did he even have to feel anything! If only there was something to take away these emotions. He froze and quickly left the room as its interior changed. When he walked back in, it had changed into a potions room with a single, thick book in the center on a pedestal. He walked up to the book and read the description if the potion. As he added the ingredients the mixture turned a dark black, only becoming a shade of grey when he let it sit. Once it had fished he looked at the grey, almost translucent liquded. As he dipped a vial in the bubbling liquid he was suprised to see that it felt ice cold to the touch. He read through list of side effects again before looking at the potion. After all if getting rid of his emotions worked, he wouldn't worry about the dangers of the potion. With that he drank the potion in one swift gesture. He waited as he felt the icy liquid extend it's grip onto all feeling he had, and finally it's icy fingers crushed his love.
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The Change Love has Wrought
RandomDraco is in his third year, and already he has a reputation as the meanest wizard in his year. No one ever thought he would find love, and neither did he. Especially if it wasn't with a pureblood. But what happens when a first year halfblood worms h...
