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    <title>Ficlet: The Party</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T11:59:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T12:06:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt;The Party &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;Draco and Astoria's first encounter at the Post War Party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings: &lt;/b&gt;Draco/Astoria &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre: &lt;/b&gt;Fluff, Romance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating/Warnings: &lt;/b&gt;G &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count: &lt;/b&gt;446 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Draco Malfoy steps into the Great Hall, looking as haughty as before. He takes a quick glance through the Great Hall, filled with nothing but his schoolmates, all of which were faces he could not recongise. He himself did not wish to attend this silly Post War Party at all. But Father had insisted, of course, that he simply must attend this grand event, to restore the reputation of the Malfoys'. What's left of the reputation, he did not wish to know. All he know, was that this Party was the dumbest way to restore reputation, he only wish he had not mention this Party during his visit to Askaban. &lt;br /&gt;'Care for a drink, Malfoy?' Potter asked from behind, holding a cup of sherry. &lt;br /&gt;'Thanks.' He murmured, taking it. &lt;br /&gt;'Harry! Guess what- Oh hey Malfoy.' Weasley smiled, and extends out his hand. &lt;br /&gt;Draco stared at his hand, debating with himself. And at long last, took it. &lt;br /&gt;Weasley grinned, and says cheerfully, 'So would you like a game of chess? Or a dance? I heard Luna's looking for a par-' He started glancing around, searching for Lovegood. It was only then did Draco realised he meant it when he suggested asking Lovegood as his dance parther. &lt;br /&gt;'I've got somethng else- other matters-...' Draco started backing away. 'Another time perhaps.' &lt;br /&gt;Then he turned and ran out of the Hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco leaned against the stone pillar, mad at himself for being a failure. He had not live up to his father's hopes. Not at all. Instead, he backed away like a coward when asked to dance with Lovegood. &lt;br /&gt;'I am a failure, a coward.' Draco groaned. &lt;br /&gt;'Indeed you are.' Came a clear voice from behind. &lt;br /&gt;Draco turned, to his surprise, saw a pale, beautiful lady in a green dress. She was smiling at him, and for once, Draco was glad of the attention given to him. &lt;br /&gt;'Astoria Greengrass.' She smiled politely at him. &lt;br /&gt;'Draco Malfoy.' He smiled back. 'And what's that I heard just now?' &lt;br /&gt;She laughed. Draco could not help it but laughed along with her. &lt;br /&gt;'Well, since you had admitted that you are indeed a failure, a coward, who was I to disagree?' &lt;br /&gt;Draco tried to glare back at her, but it was impossible. Soon, he started laughing again. &lt;br /&gt;'Unless...' She started. &lt;br /&gt;'Unless?' &lt;br /&gt;'Unless you are brave enough to dance with me tonight, I will not regard you as a failure, or a coward.' She winked. &lt;br /&gt;'Courage and bravery is not my area.' He muttered. &lt;br /&gt;'Is that a no?' &lt;br /&gt;'Do you wish it to be a no?' &lt;br /&gt;They stared at each other for a long time. Finally, Draco stood up and held her hand. &lt;br /&gt;'Come, it's time to dance.'</content>
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    <title>Introduction</title>
    <published>2009-06-03T13:51:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I swear I will get something up here as soon as possible. &lt;br /&gt;Mostly fanfics of HP Universe. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty fond of the Dramione pairing btw... so if you came across any well-written fics on this pairing, please let me know! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.</content>
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