I was talking to Andy tonight and mentioned I had met someone on a Harry Potter site (I actually met several people who are still very important to me on that site, and some who were once very important to me but who have faded away...). *rolls eyes* Yeah, I know...Harry Potter... Hey, it was a long time ago and a lifetime ago and I was very into Harry Potter.

But actually, if I had never gone to that site I would not be writing now. I stopped writing for YEARS and only started again when I discovered HP fanfics. I ended up writing a few of them. Nothing that exciting. Mostly just innocent little slash fics. (I am a hardcore Lucius/Severus shipper, fyi--and a Harry/Draco shipper, despite the obvious problems with that.) So tonight I took a walk into the past and reread my fanfics. It felt strange to read them since I can remember writing them and where I was in my life at the time and the friends I had at the time. Was even stranger, still, to read the comments posted by those friends. *shakes head* An entire life ago.

But just for the hell of it... This is my one completed Harry/Draco fic.

His Grey Eyes

I saw him sitting by the lake, alone. It was just after his father had paid Dumbledore a visit. After his father had paid Professor Snape a visit. After his father had paid him a visit. It was odd to see him alone. Odd to see him without his bookends, Crabbe and Goyle. Odder still to see him crying.

I didn