Promises, Promises HP SongficIt's got me going inside, I think it's happening again I think there's gonna be some action Because it's got me going insidePromises, Promises HP Songfic
Today, Christmas Eve, was one of those days Harry thought about Draco Malfoy far too often.
He was sitting in his bed in the Gryffindor boy’s dormitories. Dim light from a single candle shone through the cracks in the curtains of his four-poster bed and there was no sound to be heard but his fellow students snoring and ice breaking off the roof every now and then, falling against the large window looking over the now dark grounds of Hogwarts.
Why did nobody see it? Was
by *wb-skinner
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A snapshot steals life that it cannot return. A long exposure creates a form that never existed.
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If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing!
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"Le Dieu des chrétiens est un père qui fait grand cas de ses pommes et fort peu de ses enfants."
-Diderot
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If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing!
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"Le Dieu des chrétiens est un père qui fait grand cas de ses pommes et fort peu de ses enfants."
-Diderot
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