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Moving forward at any cost Never forgetting what you lost Putting ever increasing distance Between the revenge seeking man you are And the innocent child you once were His life slipped away At the hands of the one you now hate The flightless prince, fallen from grace Lost his noble rank long ago And his life was soon to follow You swore the rest of your days Would be dedicated to the fruitless pursuit of revenge You don't care if your road leads to dawn or dusk But no matter how far you move forward You'll never move on You blindly dive into the future Though you still cling to the past Always remembering His look of agony y

pairing(s)/fandom:  My cat Monkey, myself word count:  252 prompt(s) used:  Cat WARNINGS:  none disclaimer:  Monkey and myself belong to ourselves My Kitten Sent A Message The girl's hands shook as she held them over her computer keyboard.  She swallowed hard and gently placed the tips of her fingers on the small black keys. Hi "Geeze."  The girl paused.  "What am I supposed to write?  I don't know anything about the guy really."  Her middle finger hovered over the backspace button.  "Maybe I just shouldn't send him a note…" She shook her head lightly closing her chocolate eyes and taking in a deep breath.  Her fingers began to

Lucky Little Weasley For a while, Molly didn't say anything. All she did for at least a minute was stare back at him, looking as if she were lost in thought. "Molly," Arthur said gently, "at least give him a chance to explain what he can." Finally, she sighed and opened the door further so that Draco could enter. As he did, his mind spun dizzily in its search for some way to begin. He could tell they needed to hear about what his father had done to him and his mother, but he had kept it a solemn secret for so long, and it would take more than a few short hours to tell his full story. But something deep inside him rattled its cage; it wanted

He made a goal. HE MADE A GOAL! I couldn't believe it; we were winning this game and it was all thanks to him. Yes, him. Our whole team ran towards him but I was the first to get to him. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and whispered in my ear: "I wouldn't have been able to do it if you weren't there in the front. Your eyes were so full of hope when you looked at me. It gave me power. You gave me the power... I..." he couldn't end his sentence 'cause our team members all rushed to hug him too and we were pushed away from each other. I quickly wrapped my arm around his neck from behind and rested my chin on his shoulder. He glanced o

A Price to Be Paid "Quickly, please!" whispered Narcissa Malfoy as she and Draco hurried toward the small crowd that had begun to gather, deep in the center of the woods near Malfoy Manor. "Let's not even imagine being late!" "I know, Mother. I'm coming!" Draco answered her, failing to hide the irritability in his tone. He knew very well how important tonight's meeting would be, and he had no intention of messing it up. As the two approached the gathering at last, Draco noticed an opening in the circle of silent, waiting Death Eaters, leaving just enough room for two more to join. Excitement crept into Draco's heart; these servants of the

…is Bliss. -------- "So what d'you see, H?" Billy bounced up and down on the velvet-lined couch in his new friend's room. It was right after the first day of school, and, as usual, Billy had been stuffed in a garbage can by the older kids as soon as the bell signifying the end of the day had rung. He had struggled to pull himself out, and eventually accidentally tipped over the cylindrical waste container, spilling garbage all over the floor-and himself. Unexpectedly, though, he'd found a hand offered to him. He'd taken it gratefully and was pulled up. The hand had belonged to a brunette that didn't seem much older than him-maybe even

Doctor McCoy had lost patients before, but this loss weight heavy on him. He was hunched over his desk in sickbay, head in his hands, shaking with silent sobs.  The Captain had beamed down to a planet and left Spock in command of the Enterprise, and McCoy knew better then to go looking for sympothy from him. "Heartless." He whispered into his hands. "On the contrary doctor." McCoy jumped, trying quickly to wipe away his tears. "Jesus Spock! Those pointy ears pick up everything dont they!?" Spock ignored the doctors comment and continued "I do indeed have a heart. Its right next to my kidney." "What good is a heart in an emotionless go