I've found my favourite Anons

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

My Anons, I need to sleep. I havent slept in over two days and while I hate to leave, I really need to for my health.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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Oh Malfoy you guessed it
Im relieved and broken hearted
Because the prophecy warned
That youd be dead before our love started
Its funny how Ive longed for you
Despite the wrong I did
You know I told Tom Riddle where
My mother diadem was hid
Im trying to protect you
That is why I must go
I will watch over you forever
But let you see me? Im afraid the answers no.
Goodbye my sweet

Helena

Your ever loving Anon

I dont think what you did was so horrible.
He would have simply used another object had you not told him where it was.
And youre protecting me?
Ive never exactly had someone who watched over me like that.
Thank you.
Though I am curious; will my death come soon or is it still far off?

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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If you give me your number I'll make sure to call you late at night and breathe heavily into the phone while saying nothing at all.

~AwkwardAdvances

It's a deal.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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I've got a special gift for you!

From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: The way you took home was unfamiliar, and it led you astray to some dark place. As you wander through the area, you realize that it is a graveyard, and the air grows damp the further you wander into it. As you find a place to sit, near a forlorn grave, there comes a rattling noise, akin to the very bones in your body shaking. A figure draws closer, and you can smell the delicate perfume of rot and flowers. A hand lifts from the figure, and she draws the veil from her face, before giving you a sad smile. It is a bride, though she has been dead for a long time, and she holds out her hand to you, asking to sit next to you. Somehow, you feel that this is a good idea, and you let her sit and talk with you. She gets up to wander, and you follow, interested in her story, though where she is going you do not know. As you approach the area where she was going, you realize she has led you back to the entrance. You turn back to look at her, wondering if she will be all right, and she nods. &Thank you for the company.& A skeletal hand clicks lightly, and as she disappears back into the fog, you find something tiny resting in your palm, wrapped in a delicate box. When you open it, you smile at the gift, realizing she knew all along.
-The Corpse Bride Anon-

I truly am sorry about whatever has happened to you...
Thank you for the company as well, and for the gift.
I will wear it, you can be sure of that.
Perhaps next time I go for a walk I'll end up there again.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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Boy your love's so good
I don't wanna let go
And although I should
I can't leave you alone
I'm caught up in the midst of you
And I cannot resist at all

-MC

Who /wouldn't/ be caught up in my love?

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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To my dearest Draco Pureblood Malfoy,

A Slytherin, eh?
I'll show you something that slithers.
I shove you on a bed,
And I pull out the tethers.

I strap you down,
And remove your clothes,
And now we'll do,
What I chose.

I lick and suck,
I even bite,
Do me a favor,
And put up a fight.

You kick, and squirm,
But then you learn,
That now you've done that,
It is now my turn.

My hands wrap around,
And feel you are firm,
I roughly stroke you,
You finally stop trying to squirm.

You breath comes in sharp,
As you hit your peak,
You let out a scream,
As your body goes weak.

Please, do me one more,
Tell your Father about this,
And next time,
I can give him a kiss.

~Your Demented Date

Merlin, that's...
I think I need a bloody shower now, thank you very much.
Such a mental image you've got going on there.
I don't know if I should be afraid of going to sleep tonight or look forward to it.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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Where normally I would refrain
From slagging anyone
My loathing's to much to restrain
For hateful, coward scum.

For ones who look upon themselves
As rightful ruling class
With every lie, and foul betrayal
They proves themselves as trash

So for this day, that's normally
All about love and junk
A curse instead, I send your way
Die slowly, Malfoy Punk!

You're too kind.
Don't you know that you're supposed to respect the 'rightful ruling class'?
-Smirks-

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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I have traveled through the galaxies
For quite some time
In order to get this to you
In hopes that you'll be mine
Though I might not know much of this human holiday
The look on your face will be fine
Will be enough for me as I make the trip back
To fight one last time
For this fight will be my last
My partner and I won't be coming back
I hope you'll remember this note
And memories of me you will not lack
For it's going to be cold there without you
Or maybe it's just me
For I am made of everything that is cold
So please remember me as I used to be
For I shall fight
For all that is right

- The Coldest Hunter

Not coming back?
What a morbid thought, dying especially so close to a holiday like this, hm?
No, no, I won't forget this note.
Thank you.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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Death is far away
So long as I keep our love at bay
And protect you I will
Because I love you still

Helena

Far away?
That's a relief, I don't think I'm quite ready to die yet.
Your protection is appreciated.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

Oh Draco, I always found you cuter than that potter boy

-Veg

Of course I'm cuter than Potter. -Smirks-

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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"We had a dream that got lost in the fray,
And so we can never go live them again."
Overwhelming words that I could not speak,
Choke hold me wherever I've been.

And yet we still keep trying to preach love with our song.
"By morning and by night, that is all that we do."
Sometimes we use roses, other times, we use lies,
As long as we can continue to get good rhythm.

A record spins on an old gramophone.
And you, your cold eyes and lonely smile,
Pretending to be drunk so tomorrow won't come.
With that melancholic rhythm we hear often,

In every sweet night we share.

I really liked this...
It is quite touching and rather sad.

"A record spins on an old gramophone.
And you, your cold eyes and lonely smile,
Pretending to be drunk so tomorrow won't come.
With that melancholic rhythm we hear often
In every night we share"

That would have to be my favourite stanza.

It really is haunting, thank you.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

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Love is a smoke made with the fumes of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears;
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.

~M.M. Anon~

Oh, I most certainly agree.
And it was so well written.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

Loved the cute, unsigned picture with the heart.
Thank you.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

Stop staring at me!
That picture, the one with the fact?
Yes, you, staring watching me while I sleep.
Since I /do/ wake up for no reason in the middle of the night very often.

[Draco Pureblood Malfoy]

Ah! Another disturbing picture.