• For everyone who believes in Drarry:




    Klik voor inschrijven gezamenlijke drarrystory! :D


    The story of all stories

    Er zijn twee Slytherin Princes die met The Darkest Love van elkaar houden -maar eigenlijk elkaars Perfect Enemy zijn en- Being Wacthed kinky vinden,(those Bad boys) die op me wachten en als ik te laat ben hebben ze weer last van Erased Love en dan breekt The Afterwar los. En geloof me dan is er geen plaats voor Forgiveness & Reconciliation. Ze moesten natuurlijk eerst wel wat Changes ondergaan maar hé We all have our scars. Ik zei nog tegen hen:
    "Never fall in love"
    Maar gezien ze dat hele Frenemy gedoe zat waren zei de ene:
    "I guess the urge to kiss you is just expressing how much I hate you."
    waarop de andere zei:
    "How could you love me when your heart is stone cold?"
    Ik zei nog zo:
    "When you play with fire you get burnt."
    Maar ze hadden er geen oor naar en toen ze in de problemen kwamen vroeg ik:
    "Would you kill for the one you love?"
    Waarop de ene heimelijk zei:
    "Killers are quiet."
    "Ja, we zullen vechten als Snakes&Lions," zei de andere.
    Nu is hun relatie Surreptitious&Mellifluous, maar ik vind ze best schattig zo.

    List of awesome Drarryheads:
    Cockney = Elise
    DrarryMORE = Rosa
    DrarryOn = Evelien
    DrarryPotter = Evelien
    DrarryVamp = Elise
    Dray = Karin
    FeltCliffe = Kimberly
    Feltgasm = Aurelie
    Lickilicky = Kristy
    LoveLost = Sharon -Afwezig tot eind september-
    Malfoymania = Maria
    Orchideous = Nicky
    Oublier = Lies
    Pemberley = Stephanie
    Pukkelxding = Annick
    Simonella = Simone



    'DracoCervus is extreem besmettelijk, dus als je niet besmet wilt worden: rechtsboven is het vaccin, gewoon even klikken'.


    NO SPARKLES ALLOWED.

    Soundtrack


    Dramione-lovers: gtfo.

    [ bericht aangepast op 8 sep 2011 - 18:28 ]

    Ik haat de topstories (no_chears)


    “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever rema

    *random Drarry-gedicht :')*


    Once upon a time, there was a boy.
    He was no ordinary boy, no, special he was.
    Though he did not know what awaited him,
    Ten years from that moment on.
    His parents died, killed by anger,
    Yet, their love had saved the boy.
    A decade later, the boy found out his specialty.
    This big, hairy giant visited him and his family,
    And just told him: “You’re a wizard, Harry.”
    He took him to the wizard world,
    And told him everything he should know,
    For he was Harry, Harry Potter.
    Harry Potter was invited to the most awesome wizarding
    School there had ever been.
    He met some other students on the train,
    Some good, and some bad.
    But there was one thing,
    Harry shouldn’t have done.
    Or actually, he should have done it.
    He didn’t shake his hand.
    He didn’t accept his friendship.
    Their relationship is filled with anger and hate.
    The blonde god angry with him,
    For not accepting his friendship.
    Their anger turned into love.
    Deeply, and madly in love they were.
    Too bad they never admitted it.
    Now no one knows what could have happened.
    If he just.
    If Harry just had shook Draco’s hand.
    No one knows how it could have been,
    To live Drarry.


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    En toen was het hier weer eens stil?

    hoe was jullie dag mensen? Nog iets speciaals/grappig meegemaakt?


    “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever rema

    Patronum schreef:
    *random Drarry-gedicht :')*


    Once upon a time, there was a boy.
    He was no ordinary boy, no, special he was.
    Though he did not know what awaited him,
    Ten years from that moment on.
    His parents died, killed by anger,
    Yet, their love had saved the boy.
    A decade later, the boy found out his specialty.
    This big, hairy giant visited him and his family,
    And just told him: “You’re a wizard, Harry.”
    He took him to the wizard world,
    And told him everything he should know,
    For he was Harry, Harry Potter.
    Harry Potter was invited to the most awesome wizarding
    School there had ever been.
    He met some other students on the train,
    Some good, and some bad.
    But there was one thing,
    Harry shouldn’t have done.
    Or actually, he should have done it.
    He didn’t shake his hand.
    He didn’t accept his friendship.
    Their relationship is filled with anger and hate.
    The blonde god angry with him,
    For not accepting his friendship.
    Their anger turned into love.
    Deeply, and madly in love they were.
    Too bad they never admitted it.
    Now no one knows what could have happened.
    If he just.
    If Harry just had shook Draco’s hand.
    No one knows how it could have been,
    To live Drarry.

    *APPLAUS*
    OMG DIE IS GOED MAG IK DIE IN MIJN GEDICHTEN ZETTEN?


    “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever rema

    DrarryPotter schreef:
    En toen was het hier weer eens stil?

    hoe was jullie dag mensen? Nog iets speciaals/grappig meegemaakt?


    Hey, dudette :')
    Ik heb daar net een gedichtje gepost, en jij vindt het hier dood? D:

    -lol, jk :')-


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    DrarryPotter schreef:
    (...)
    *APPLAUS*
    OMG DIE IS GOED MAG IK DIE IN MIJN GEDICHTEN ZETTEN?


    Phahaha :')
    Ik ga die in mijn gedichten zetten :')

    Dus nee :3

    [ bericht aangepast op 8 sep 2011 - 19:21 ]


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    Check the spotlight ;D

    *spammiespammie*

    [ bericht aangepast op 8 sep 2011 - 19:23 ]


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    Patronum schreef:
    (...)

    Phahaha :')
    Ik ga die in mijn gedichten zetten :')

    Dus nee :3

    (no_chears)


    “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever rema

    Patronum schreef:
    *random Drarry-gedicht :')*


    Once upon a time, there was a boy.
    He was no ordinary boy, no, special he was.
    Though he did not know what awaited him,
    Ten years from that moment on.
    His parents died, killed by anger,
    Yet, their love had saved the boy.
    A decade later, the boy found out his specialty.
    This big, hairy giant visited him and his family,
    And just told him: “You’re a wizard, Harry.”
    He took him to the wizard world,
    And told him everything he should know,
    For he was Harry, Harry Potter.
    Harry Potter was invited to the most awesome wizarding
    School there had ever been.
    He met some other students on the train,
    Some good, and some bad.
    But there was one thing,
    Harry shouldn’t have done.
    Or actually, he should have done it.
    He didn’t shake his hand.
    He didn’t accept his friendship.
    Their relationship is filled with anger and hate.
    The blonde god angry with him,
    For not accepting his friendship.
    Their anger turned into love.
    Deeply, and madly in love they were.
    Too bad they never admitted it.
    Now no one knows what could have happened.
    If he just.
    If Harry just had shook Draco’s hand.
    No one knows how it could have been,
    To live Drarry.

    Mag die op mijn pro? =o


    It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds...

    DrarryPotter schreef:
    (...)
    (no_chears)


    (K)


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    Patronum schreef:
    (...)

    Hey, dudette :')
    Ik heb daar net een gedichtje gepost, en jij vindt het hier dood? D:

    -lol, jk :')-

    Ik had het toen nog niet gezien
    en ik ben geen dudette ö


    “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever rema

    DrarryMORE schreef:
    (...)
    Mag die op mijn pro? =o


    Tuurlijk ;D
    Als je mij maar vermeldt :')

    -joke xD-


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    DrarryPotter schreef:
    (...)
    Ik had het toen nog niet gezien
    en ik ben geen dudette ö


    ben je een dude? :')


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    Oeh, I feel like making a photo :3
    Met het gedichtje op :3


    But I still have this faith in the truth of my dreams.

    Patronum schreef:
    (...)

    Tuurlijk ;D
    Als je mij maar vermeldt :')

    -joke xD-

    Ik zet wel een linkje erbij naar dat gedichtlinkgedoe. -vaag-


    It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds...