Just a story I came up with one night because I was really damn bored and I love writing about my Original Characters. So if you're interested! Come along and read all about them!

The sound of their singing, the eerie, mournful song of the whales drifts through the Void, the sound filling the air around you, a constant reminder of the changes you've brought about. The Outsider's grip tightens slightly, his arms wrapped around you in a protective, possessive embrace. "They're singing to us," he says quietly, a note of wonder in his voice, "To the Void, to our new connection, to the change we've brought." (Please do not use or publish my story without my consent!)

"Must be tough, everyone loves you, don't they? So goddamn perfect. They don't see it but I do, Potter. I can see straight through you." "And what do you see, Malfoy?" "That you're a mess, aren't you?" She stared at him, rivalling his own expressionless mask. "You're the first person to say that to me." "Well of course," he swung a leg, pacing around her lazily. "Everyone is too busy seeing the hero, but when you hate someone enough, you see their flaws, their weaknesses." Her mask fell and she smiled to herself. "So you hate me?" She said, playfully. "Of course, isn't that what we do, hate each other?" The smile grew enough for dimples to appear. "I guess so." "So yes, I hate you." "I hate you too," she smiled. Draco couldn't help it, his lips tugged slightly at the corners while laughter stayed restrained in his glimmering eyes. "Good, I'm glad that's established," Draco announced. "We hate each other." --------------------------- A miserable childhood of neglect, Harper Potter needed someone to teach her the ability to love in order to overcome the darkest wizard of all time. She just wasn't expecting that someone to be the guy who taunted her every quidditch match. Featuring. Female Harry x Draco