|Reviews for Presque Toujours Pur|
| SiriusHadesStark chapter 38 . 6/28
| LeiaLives chapter 38 . 6/23
That was magnificent. Utter perfection. I loved every plot twist, every character. Everything fit seamlessly into the canon story. I’m so sad I’ve finished reading it. Thank you!
| number 14 chapter 1 . 6/19
So here's a little antidote we found to despicable shipping of Harry (or Hermione) & some ponce named something like Darco Maljoy.
[originally posted by anonymous from Connecticut on a 2017 subreddit]
- January 1994 -
"AARRGHH!" Malfoy woke with a start, sweat covering his whole body.
A dream - no a fucking nightmare! - like no other he'd ever had before! Cuddling Potter! Fancying Potter! Squeezing Potter's bum! SHAGGING POTTER! He needed to owl his mother and organise a mind healer to meet him in Hogsmead this coming weekend. Fortunately it was only two days, but still.
He briefly considered if some potion or a substance had been slipped to him at dinner? Unlikely as the house elves would never allow it. He knew better than to ask Snape for any assistance. Chalk it up to experience and to NEVER tell his father was best way to go.
Despite multiple sessions with various mind healers, Malfoy could not throw off the recurring series of intense dreams until end of that school year.
He'd ended up a nervous wreak as even Pomfrey's endless use of more & more powerful dreamless sleep potions refused to work. They were vivid, detailed, varied and oh so bloody realistic!
He was listless, irritable, hardly slept and failed half his end of year exams. It had taken most of his father's influence, calling in multiple favours and a fifty thousand galleon contribution to the schools muggleborn education fund to keep him with his year mates. Having to repeat a year would mean so much loss of face, as to be social suicide in Slytherin political circles.
That rage in his father's face - and him snapping his cane in half! - when stood in headmaster's office as Dumbledore exceeding politely suggested that muggle fund donation, would never leave him. IF this continued next year, he'd find himself at Durmstrang before christmas.
As it was he expected extreme punishments from father during two month summer holidays. And of course Lucius Malfoy's punishments were nothing to laugh at. While nowhere near as pain inducing or sadistic as his aunt's infamous rages, the prospect of facing those subtle paternal tortures made his blood run cold. Not going to the Quidditch world cup was just for starters he soon found...
It was ALL POTTER'S FAULT! But the Gryffindor had ignored him since before that first dream. He couldn't imagine that stinking scarhead keeping silent if he had been involved in any way? Mudblood bitch Granger wouldn't break the rules like that and Weasel was too stupid to accomplish anything so subtle.
Draco's problems disappeared during July and August at Malfoy Manor, but returned with avengeance after arriving back at Hogwarts. He was packed off to the Scandinavian school before beginning of October & never saw the other schools arrive for for the Triwizard tournament.
Lack of rest, disorientation and nerves caused him to vomit spectacularly on arrival by portkey. That had been quite an ominous start to his new placement at the institute. With the headmaster and most of the best older students departing not long after to Hogwarts, most of remaining pupils & staff largely ignored him. After that it didn't really get terribly better.
It took a further eight damnable months to become free of those accursed dreams of being with Potter, kissing Potter, marrying Potter, HAVING POTTER'S BABIES and afterwards he never worked out where these perverse visions came from?
He had a extremely mediocre academic career at Durmstrang and left England for good after he graduated. The certainty of humiliation by bumping into any of his former Hogwart's schoolmates coloring his choice. Him going bald at twenty also didn't help matters - he put that down to stress of his father being chucked in Azkban and losing more than three quarters of Malfoy fortune in Ministry fines & reparations. Living in Austria he found some success as an exotic potions and powders trader. He never had any desire to marry, as any sexual contact with others made him picture Potter's face as they were in throws of passion. Those green eyes filled with potent lust! Eeep! And of course those flashbacks were even worse when he COULDN'T see Potter's face...
Voldemort's feeble attempt to return in 2041 was crushed by The Order of the Eternal Phoenix and Dumbledore's Legacy muggleborn group's Horcrux neutralizing charms & counter curses: Harry Potter's soul fragment having been removed years earlier at St. Mungo's under supervision of Hermione Granger-Weasley and her daughter Rose Longbottom.
The Boy Who Lived gaining final revenge by frying the so called 'Dark Lord' with a Muggle thermal lance was a final insult to Tom Jr. As Harry turned it on Riddle's limbless body, it was rumoured the screams could be heard from outside the Shrieking Shack to other side of Hogwarts.
(muggle ghost reports in the area spiked massively after that)
Draco Malfoy passed away from a particularly nasty strain of dragon pox in his ninety third year. Bald, wrinkled, bent and with sunken features, his remains could've been mistaken for a very tall house elf. Only two extremely distant relatives attended his funeral, and then that was mainly to see if he'd left them any gold. It was not to be, as what little he owned was eaten up by providing him with medical care in those last few sad years.
(Fred and George's replacement of Draco's haircream with one of their more potent products was never detected. They smirked for weeks when the blonde ferret unknowingly packed up two full tubs when he left for Durmstrang!
It was only revealed in 2136 at reading of the late Fred's will. Their nine hundred relatives and friends filling the Brighton & Hove Quidditch stadium pissed themselves laughing for almost an hour at the revelation! Harry Potter had to be taken into a New St. Mungo's ward for the strain on his elderly chest, but recovered in a couple of days. For many generations to come wizards, witches & even muggles would go out of their way to taunt a large portrait of Lucius and his son, which still hung in a quite corner of the Ministry atrium. Icing on cake of this would often be portrait Draco hurling obscene insults back or breaking down in hysterical sobbing - which incited portrait Lucius to snear & smack him across the back of the head!)
Many thanks to whoever came up with this - you're a total legend to render such hilarity!
Cut paste trolls are like herpes: once you got 'em you'll never be rid of them. We encourage any & all draco haters to please copy and paste this on any & all stupid drarry, dramione and other ludicrous pairings which feature the bullying blonde twat in any sort of positive light!
The Council of Seventeen Malfoy Haters
| Guest chapter 22 . 6/16
I love this story. I'm re-reading it. I wish your Hermione Black with just enough of that Black madness to be entertaining was canon.
I was surprised though that there was no tears and recriminations from Ron or Harry when she set the Firebolt on fire.
| Eliella45 chapter 38 . 6/3
Omg my heart is so full, thank you so much for this!
| Eliella45 chapter 22 . 6/3
Oh wow that was just plain unbelievable. That's taking it too far. Not really a good idea, sorry
| Eliella45 chapter 11 . 6/3
Kinda expected this really! Awesome!
| Eliella45 chapter 16 . 6/3
| Eliella45 chapter 21 . 6/3
Thank God for Theo and Snape!
| Eliella45 chapter 20 . 6/3
Wow this is some very weird kinda courtship that's for sure!
| Eliella45 chapter 19 . 6/3
Oh why did you give us such hope that they had possibly lived, Whyyyy? This is heartbreakingly well written.
| Eliella45 chapter 18 . 6/3
Omg pleaseeeeeee let Reggie and Marlene be alive! Love how understanding Harry is!
| Eliella45 chapter 17 . 6/3
OMG I'm sobbing that was so hard
| Eliella45 chapter 15 . 6/3
I do love Regulus, I hate to know that he had to die. Please let his family know how amazing he was. Please.
| Eliella45 chapter 13 . 6/3