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My dearest, darling, most beloved fanfiction muse, Draco Malfoy:
I am sorry to say that I must reluctantly part ways with you.
No longer will you be forced to love your most hated rival. No longer will you long for that which you cannot have; no longer will you put your life in needless danger; no longer will you be forced to die in beautiful and glorious ways. I send you now, onto greener pastures, to have your adventures written by another writer's capable hands.
Wesley Wyndham-Price, of Angel infamy, has stolen my heart from you with the siren call of his pain.
Before you ask any questions, it isn't you--it was never you. It's me, and my flighty heart. Don't take it too badly--there are plenty of angsters out there for you to torment.
You will always hold a special place in my heart.
Sincerely,
Moriavis
I am sorry to say that I must reluctantly part ways with you.
No longer will you be forced to love your most hated rival. No longer will you long for that which you cannot have; no longer will you put your life in needless danger; no longer will you be forced to die in beautiful and glorious ways. I send you now, onto greener pastures, to have your adventures written by another writer's capable hands.
Wesley Wyndham-Price, of Angel infamy, has stolen my heart from you with the siren call of his pain.
Before you ask any questions, it isn't you--it was never you. It's me, and my flighty heart. Don't take it too badly--there are plenty of angsters out there for you to torment.
You will always hold a special place in my heart.
Sincerely,
Moriavis