{ Love is the worst Venom...and your Venom is my addiction. It's like a drug. }
This introduction felt familiar. I used to catch snakes in the garden when I was a child. But it wasn't that kind of familiar. This conversation always had me lost in t...
This introduction felt familiar. I used to catch snakes in the garden when I was a child. But it wasn't that kind of familiar. This conversation always had me lost in thoughts; it was a sea I couldn't swim away from. I find myself even missing this moment, it was calm, silent even. He stuck out his pale hand and I shook it, the young boy stood before me, his blue eyes stuck out like the sea. It interested me, I wondered how deep the sea was - what was below the waves, or if I could surf over them?
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Lorelei snaps out of thought when Dumbledores voice raises strongly, "Very best evenings to you all..." The headmaster continues as she watches the golden owl form outs its wings underneath Dumbledores hands. Dumbledore did his welcome speech as he did every year, this year he welcomes back Horace Slughorn to potions, making Severus Snape the new teacher for the defense against the dark arts.
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It is exceptionally lonely and dark in the eyes of Draco Malfoy, and it was always blue in the eyes of Lorelei Thornton, they both suspected deep thoughts there wasn't a chance of escaping them.
{ Love is the worst Venom...and your Venom is my addiction. It's like a drug. }