"I'm feeling so impossible right now." "But I am the impossible, love." "Or maybe you're just someone who's immensely bored in Transfig that you reply to random desk vandalizing." Florence Price: Ravenclaw, punctual, bright. Straight grades with two brilliant friends who she treasures dearly. As she comes across a not so pleasant day, one sentence scratched on wooden desk leads to a whole conversation with an unknown person. Fred Weasley: Gryffindor, wild, creative. Extraordinary prankster with an equally brilliant twin brother. As he comes across a not so out of the ordinary day, one reply to a vandalized desk leads to a strange friendship with a mystery person. ::unedited:: please excuse typos and spelling errors, I write all my chapters either hastily or when I'm half asleep Highest Rank: #177 in fanfiction, as of 9/18

nyctophilia; love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. Draco Malfoy is cruel, arrogant, cold, manipulative, pompous, and many other things. Nobody liked him and his attitude, except his fellow Slytherins. Of course, this was out of fear for all the power the Malfoy family held over everyone. He believed he was the richest and most powerful student of Hogwarts. Until, he meets one particular girl who is different from all the rest. One girl who was colder and more powerful than the blonde Slytherin. One girl the Hogwarts students feared more than the Malfoy himself. You could say, he was beneath her. //in which two conflicted souls both have a taste for a little darkness in their lives, whether it may or may not be found in each other. [gof-dh] disclaimer; i only own this storyline and plot, and you own yourself. i don't own anything from the harry potter world, that all belongs to j.k. rowling.

What happens when the Slytherin Prince Draco Malfoy blackmails you into being his girlfriend after an accident in potions class? - I was cut off by Draco's lips crashing into mine. I was surprised and didn't know what to make of it. He pulled away just a little. "I swear," he said his lips brushing lightly against mines. "If you say another word I'm going to grab your face and kiss you again. Why do you have to be so damn cute?" My face flushed red and I wanted to back away but my feet wouldn't allow me to. Cover by beatriznobre967