A/N:
Hullo all of my lovely readers.
I just wanted to say a quick thank you and tell you how much it means that you all are reading and commenting and voting. Y'all are some of the best readers ever and thank you for just existing.
I also wanted to say that the writing of this Fanfiction will be temporarily delayed. At the moment, I seem to have bitten of way more than I can chew (I'm writing four fanfics, which may not seem like a lot but it's super hard to keep up with all of them).
I want you all to know that I'm not quitting on the ff or anything, but updates may be a little slower for the last few chapters of this story.
I can't believe that this ff is coming to an end! It's my oldest one (I started it Oct. 26th last year :O) and it's also most likely going to be my shortest.
I hope you have & will continue to enjoy Draco and Lisle's love story all the same. Sorry to interrupt from you're reading!
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Dear Log,
I am currently squatted behind an over-stuffed armchair in the Hufflepuff Dormitory.
Phases 1 and 2 have been successful and gone as I had hoped. Zoe was very sympathetic to the first year Hufflepuff's situation and I am now wearing the robes she gave to me to pass on to the first year. They're a little tight but you can't have everything.
My hair is also now a chestnut brown. I have to say that I do indeed look good as a brunette. I daresay I can pull off any hair color. Maybe I will next try red ...
Unfortunately, Phase 3 is slow starting. I have only been waiting behind this chair for about 45 minute and I feel the need to tinkle. I don't dare to risk emptying my bladder, however. If Filch or Peeves caught me it would be disastrous and I might never see my Lisle again.
Though I only began to call her Lisle as code, I think the make rather suits her. I'll propose to call her that officially when she is back in my hands.
The food I have stowed secretly in my Hufflepuff robes is beginning to smell quite gross. I have absolutely no desire to eat, my stomach is in butterflies.
What if this does not go as planned? What if I fail to retrieve apple? What will I do the--
"Draco?" a voice asked in shock.
I looked up from my journal to see Zoe looking down at me. "What are you doing here? And what happened to your hair?"
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Drapple
Fanfiction"I've fought for you for as long as I could. I've caressed you. But now, you have become a part of someone else." In a love story to rival "Twilight", an intricate love story between a boy and his apple is wound. After weeks of fighting for it, the...
