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the.time.is.now · 12-18-2006, 11:44 PM

Hello there, and welcome to LiJaF-LWfaDE [the abbreviation is almost as long as the title itself], my third Fan Fiction on SnitchSeeker. Constructive criticism is appreciated, but please don’t flame me. Also, if you have a problem with one of my readers, please PM them about it. Don’t yell at them on my thread.

I like to have a really friendly thread, so chatting about the fic is okay, but I don’t want spam. :] This became a problem in my last FF, so I'm I'm implementing a rule I'd like y'all to please be super kind and follow. Feel absolutely free to leave a comment after I post, but if you have anything extra you'd like to add, please edit your post, PM me, or leave me a UN. I don't want the mods to have to come and clean out my FF thread again.

Most of all - please have fun! I love writing for active readers who leave me great things to reply to. You're my inspiration to write, so be my guest and get a little goofy!

Normally, I leave a summary of the story ... but I figured that the title explains itself pretty well. So without further ado ... Love is Just a Four-Letter Word for a Death Eater.

To some people, love is something taken for granted. It is pushed aside when it becomes inconvenient, yet, when desired, people expect to receive it, no questions asked. After all, love is supposed to be unconditional. But to people like me … love is a hindrance. It is not needed, it is not accepted, and it is not wanted. For a Death Eater, love is just a four-letter word.

“Did you see his face?” Malfoy sneers as we walk into our Common Room. “I thought the kid was going to puke all over himself!”

I watch him as he imitates the boy, puffing out his cheeks and crossing his eyes. I can’t help but to laugh stupidly. It’s my job.

“I’m bored,” Crabbe sighs just moments after Draco stops his game of charades. Draco looks at him angrily. He doesn’t like it when it is basically implied that he is boring. I don’t say anything. Sometimes I think Malfoy is more stupid than Crabbe.

“What’re you looking at?” Malfoy glares at me, looking for somewhere to vent his newfound anger.

“Nothing,” I hastily reply. “I think I’ll go to bed, now. I don’t feel well.”

Malfoy laughs, and Crabbe joins in, though I’m sure he doesn’t understand what is funny. I look at the two and finally ask, “What?”

“We know what you’re up to,” Malfoy says first. Crabbe doesn’t talk much.

“What?” I ask again, more innocently this time.

Draco shakes his head. “You’re pathetic. You’re writing to her again, aren’t you?”

“Who?” I question, wishing that my appearance of stupidity would finally be convincing when I need it.

“That girl – the one we met – well, you know when. On our way to work. What’s her name? Janie? What a boring name.”

I don’t say anything. He already knows what‘s going through my head; I’m sure of it.

“You need to move on, Goyle. It’s not good for business to be tied down at such an early age. She wouldn’t understand you and the things that you do.”

I nod my head, agreeing. He’s probably right, but I don’t like to think of it. I manage to get away though, and I sit down to write a note anyway.

Dear Janie,
I got your last letter. Draco doesn’t like you sending them. You know how he is. I hope I can see you soon. Meet me in the Entrance Hall tomorrow at our usual time. Write me back quickly, okay?
- Goyle

P.S. I don’t know if I’ve ever told you, but I really like your first name.

Originally, I had written ‘Love, Goyle,’ at the end, but if it was intercepted, I’d be in trouble. No love is allowed. Like Draco says – it’s bad for business.

12-18-2006, 11:44 PM	#1 (permalink)
the.time.is.now Formerly: Asrai Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2006 Posts: 7,835 Hogwarts RPG Name: Roma Galda Sixth Year	Love is Just a Four-Letter Word for a Death Eater - Sa13+ Bassoons galore! Hello there, and welcome to LiJaF-LWfaDE [the abbreviation is almost as long as the title itself], my third Fan Fiction on SnitchSeeker. Constructive criticism is appreciated, but please don’t flame me. Also, if you have a problem with one of my readers, please PM them about it. Don’t yell at them on my thread. I like to have a really friendly thread, so chatting about the fic is okay, but I don’t want spam. :] This became a problem in my last FF, so I'm I'm implementing a rule I'd like y'all to please be super kind and follow. Feel absolutely free to leave a comment after I post, but if you have anything extra you'd like to add, please edit your post, PM me, or leave me a UN. I don't want the mods to have to come and clean out my FF thread again. Most of all - please have fun! I love writing for active readers who leave me great things to reply to. You're my inspiration to write, so be my guest and get a little goofy! Normally, I leave a summary of the story ... but I figured that the title explains itself pretty well. So without further ado ... Love is Just a Four-Letter Word for a Death Eater. To some people, love is something taken for granted. It is pushed aside when it becomes inconvenient, yet, when desired, people expect to receive it, no questions asked. After all, love is supposed to be unconditional. But to people like me … love is a hindrance. It is not needed, it is not accepted, and it is not wanted. For a Death Eater, love is just a four-letter word. “Did you see his face?” Malfoy sneers as we walk into our Common Room. “I thought the kid was going to puke all over himself!” I watch him as he imitates the boy, puffing out his cheeks and crossing his eyes. I can’t help but to laugh stupidly. It’s my job. “I’m bored,” Crabbe sighs just moments after Draco stops his game of charades. Draco looks at him angrily. He doesn’t like it when it is basically implied that he is boring. I don’t say anything. Sometimes I think Malfoy is more stupid than Crabbe. “What’re you looking at?” Malfoy glares at me, looking for somewhere to vent his newfound anger. “Nothing,” I hastily reply. “I think I’ll go to bed, now. I don’t feel well.” Malfoy laughs, and Crabbe joins in, though I’m sure he doesn’t understand what is funny. I look at the two and finally ask, “What?” “We know what you’re up to,” Malfoy says first. Crabbe doesn’t talk much. “What?” I ask again, more innocently this time. Draco shakes his head. “You’re pathetic. You’re writing to her again, aren’t you?” “Who?” I question, wishing that my appearance of stupidity would finally be convincing when I need it. “That girl – the one we met – well, you know when. On our way to work. What’s her name? Janie? What a boring name.” I don’t say anything. He already knows what‘s going through my head; I’m sure of it. “You need to move on, Goyle. It’s not good for business to be tied down at such an early age. She wouldn’t understand you and the things that you do.” I nod my head, agreeing. He’s probably right, but I don’t like to think of it. I manage to get away though, and I sit down to write a note anyway. Dear Janie, I got your last letter. Draco doesn’t like you sending them. You know how he is. I hope I can see you soon. Meet me in the Entrance Hall tomorrow at our usual time. Write me back quickly, okay? - Goyle P.S. I don’t know if I’ve ever told you, but I really like your first name. Originally, I had written ‘Love, Goyle,’ at the end, but if it was intercepted, I’d be in trouble. No love is allowed. Like Draco says – it’s bad for business. __________________ Zoe loves Caitlin the MOST! glomps Jess loves and misses Cait more than youuuu!! <33 Last edited by the.time.is.now; 12-20-2006 at 01:49 AM.