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Mine Everlasting

Have you ever tried to read My Immortal and just couldn't get past the bad writing? Do you want to actually understand the insane plot? Welcome to Mine Everlasting, the longest My Immortal rewrite (as far as I can tell). Come enjoy meeting all your favorite characters from Harry Potter all over again, but this time they're goth and have none of the personality from the original canon! I'm here for you as I rewrite all of My Immortal to be intelligible. Inspired by My Immortal by Tara Gilesbie.

LemonxLark · Book&Literature
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15 Chs

Chapter 4- "He Put His Thingie Into My You-Know-What"

Warning: Minor Sex Scene, PG-13 Rated probably

Here comes the smut and I'm honestly not sure where I'm going with this but whatever just kill me

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"What the fuck do you think your doing?!" I shrieked.

He pulled over in the heart of the forest, next to a large grouping of rocks and an especially thick grove of trees, all lit by the glare of his headlights.

He turned off the car, and the woods were quickly plunged into darkness. Draco opened the door, motioning for me to get out too, and rounded the front of the car. I silently slipped from the car and moved toward the hood.

"What the fucking hell?" I hissed.

Looking up at the sky, Draco almost seemed to ignore me, but then turned to look at me. His eyes sparkled in the faint light of the moon.

"Ebony?" He whispered.

I gazed into his eyes. "What?" I sighed.

We leaned closer, and I slowly closed my eyes. Our lips touched, and I felt a wave of calm radiate through my body, immediately followed by a spark of passion.

We pushed together frantically, and before I could think, his arms were around me. Our kisses were soft at first, then swiftly increased in intensity as I clung to him. Draco parted my lips and I kissed him back.

We break apart, and he kisses me gently, once, then twice, my neck, my ear, before unloving my dress and unhooking my bra.

Before the reality caught up to me, we were pressed against a tree, both breathless and exposed. Draco paused and looked at me, questioning. I pulled him back against me as an answer, and he captured me in a bruising kiss.

We embraced, closer and closer, until I felt like I was flying. As though Draco and I were birds in flight, intertwining in the dance of the sky. I knew that in reality, my light skin was being scratched and bruised by the rough wood of the tree behind me, but the combination of our love created a separate world, one where we danced together in the moonlight.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS?!"

I jumped, and frantically tried to cover my body. Draco turned around, staying in front to keep me hidden, but for for one moment I see just who caught us.

Standing, wand in hand, starlight accentuating the lines in his face and the pure white of his beard,

Dumbledore.

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That Dumbledore line is too iconic for me to take out I'm sorry