Morgana Malfoy

Surely a rematch is only called if there's a forfeit? They all said that there could be no rematch, because the game was won. But by whom? Harry couldn't understand; the game had to be forfeited because one of the main players dropped out. Draco Malfoy. They all said that Harry was insane. They locked him away. They told him that Draco was dead, that they had found his body, but Harry couldn't - wouldn't - listen. Somehow, he knew different. The game wasn't played out yet, and Draco was not one to back out before there was a definite winner. A Rematch would have to be called, but how can you have a Rematch with someone who is dead?````Sequel to Play The Game, The Dark Arts. Sorry about moving House!

“Want one, Potter?” you snarl, fists balled in his shirt and holding him up against the corridor wall. He brings his face close to yours, and I feel your shock. “I don’t need one,” he replies in a low voice. “I’ve got you.” You leap back as though you’ve been stung. Your cheekbones are scarlet now, and a halo of crackling energy surrounds you. “You wish,” you snap back. You could think of better, I know you could, but you don’t. I don’t. I can’t think of anything but you standing up for me. Or did you? Were you just standing up for yourself? Would it matter? I can already feel the blinkers around your eyes. You and he are the only people in this whole universe now, all else eclipsed by how you feel when he’s near you.

Just a game? Since when was this all just a game? Draco Malfoy does not play games. Games are for Gryffindors and other subhuman life-forms. The people genuinely worth having in your address book take everything as life and death. Chess, cards, Quidditch, and love. So why doesn't love have rules? If Potter could move on those squares only, and Draco could avoid being taken in with a little bit of strategic playing, things would be so much easier...

It's been a long time since the Great Wars, but their effect is still evident. Rebel factions live underground, hiding every day from Death Eaters. One of these rebels, a girl by the name of Rae, gets a chance to go head-to-head against her worst enemy, and she takes it. She didn't know at the time what it would involve. ````Starts out in third person, but moves to Rae's POV as the story continues.

{The end of the Slug Diary line} ``My life was just falling to pieces, after Ginny and Snape. I had nowhere to turn. Don't blame me. What would you do? So I was in a rut. It wasn't MY fault that I turned to Potter. Mum disowned me and sent me packing. I needed some fawning minion. Unfortunately, all I could find was Potter. But then Ginny came knocking...``~Draco~

Two people argue in a closet. YOU decide who. YOU decide why. Be kind. This is a sugar-rush piece. Prizes go to the most amusing or appropriate pairing.

The long awaited sequel to I Am A Slug, Diary Of A Slug, Musings Of A Slug and Slug Four: Return Of The Slug is finally here!``~So now I've graduated. I don't reall know what to do with myself, but I'm sure it'll all work out. Things are changing a bit, and my steady little world is flinging around like a little boat on a high sea. I hope you don't get motion sickness... Draco. ~

Harry thought he hated Dudley, then he met Malfoy. He thought Malfoy was as bad as it got, then he met Lara Ryder. Ryder is Malfoy's worst enemy, and she's moved to Hogwarts. At first she's just plain nasty, but it soon becomes more. It starts out with some thinking she's funny, and others being the butt of her jokes. Before long, the school is divided down the middle, and only Malfoy knows why. But he won't say, because it would reveal too much of his own past. People are dying, and only he can stop her.

This is the fourth installment of Draco tales. Sequel to I Am A Slug, Diary Of A Slug, and Musings Of A Slug.

I'm starting to get used to you now. You're always here, poking through my things. This time a few scary things happen, and I visit the Weasleys. THAT was scary. Not the scariest, though, not by a looo-oong way. I have a cute hair day, and I do Christmas. I don't do Christmas well. Oh well, I'm sure I'll survive. Have a nice day. --Draco

Voldemort forces Draco Malfoy and his father to steal a certain item for him, and he begins to use it to create monsters. Harry Potter needs to know what he is doing to stop him, and he gives a potion to Malfoy so that the boy will see, sense and tell him the plans. Malfoy doesn't want to help, but when more is at stake than just Muggle lives, he is forced to comply...

You've come back, again! What is your sick fascination with reading my secrets? Yes, I found those notes you left in my last diary. I can't believe you read it. Well, for the severly disturbed, here is my latest edition. I hope you have the decency to keep it to yourself. This is private stuff, you know.``~Draco~``Sequel to the acclaimed 'I Am A Slug'

I can't imagine WHY you want to read my diary. It's nothing very... ah. You want to mock and ridicule me because I have fallen in love. Well, go ahead. If you want to receive full evidence of my insanity, then this is the document for you. Do I care? Not really. You can get it all, straight from the horse's mouth. If you want to be really nosy, go ahead.``~Draco Malfoy~``(Warning, contains philosophy)

Songfic of Lene Marlin-Heaven is a Place Nearby. Harry died, and Hermione, his wife, refuses to break her promise to him. Death will not do them part.

Sirius comes up with a plan for doing a spell to get rid of Voldemort that he and James Potter discovered. Harry and pals must do it, but they need five people, even with Ginny it only makes four and DRACO MALFOY has to help. He and Harry get on okay when forced to, but there's still the spell...