Of age but still young at heart... Well, most of the time, my friends would beg to differ, or would they? Anyway... I'm a caring Hermione when it comes to my friends, a total average Harry in academics and a fanatic Ron when it comes to all things Harry Potter(Ron is to Quidditch, IsisBlack it so Harry Potter).
I'm running out of ideas as to what to say about myself. My stories here are just some of the many emotional scribbles I wrote when I was in highschool.
Hopefully I'll come up with something mature, not as emotional, more fun, lots of sarcasm, and all those other bits of features that I myself, as a HP fanfic reader would like to read.
That is if I wasn't so busy with my own life. =]
Summary: He doesnít know, he hasnít realized it yet; his closest friend was always there for him. She was always there for him.
Summary: Draco had had enough. He hated his life. He always did. Tonight, he have decided to take his own measures. He wrote one last time to his journal and off he left to the journey to Ginevra Weasley.