Strikes are such beautiful things!
Since today, Uni was guarded by bloodthirsty students, I had some time on my hands and did another 
hp_fringeart challenge.
I'm not very happy about that one, especially about Lucius, who is deformed, but let's pretend it's fury that made him ugly.
Synopsis:
Draco was quite young when his parents finally allowed him to come to a Ministry party. He had learnt the 'Malfoy Code' by heart. His father always insisted on the 'don't fraternise with the enemy' rule. Draco thought he had to avoid the people that seemed nasty, and those who would look down on him. But the old man with the white beard was nice, he smiled down at him and gave him a sweet in a bright red wrapper.
The flower was the same color than the wrapper, and he thought the old man would love it. He didn't know one shouldn't pluck up flowers from a vase - it wasn't in the 'Malfoy Code' - and he couldn't guess the kind old man was a dirty mudblood lover.
Do you see how Lucius was clutching his cane?
Draco never allowed himself to 'fraternise with the enemy' ever again.
Huh, I really have to work on proportions.
Bisou,
Essa
hp_fringeart challenge.
I'm not very happy about that one, especially about Lucius, who is deformed, but let's pretend it's fury that made him ugly.
Synopsis:
Draco was quite young when his parents finally allowed him to come to a Ministry party. He had learnt the 'Malfoy Code' by heart. His father always insisted on the 'don't fraternise with the enemy' rule. Draco thought he had to avoid the people that seemed nasty, and those who would look down on him. But the old man with the white beard was nice, he smiled down at him and gave him a sweet in a bright red wrapper.
The flower was the same color than the wrapper, and he thought the old man would love it. He didn't know one shouldn't pluck up flowers from a vase - it wasn't in the 'Malfoy Code' - and he couldn't guess the kind old man was a dirty mudblood lover.
Do you see how Lucius was clutching his cane?
Draco never allowed himself to 'fraternise with the enemy' ever again.
Huh, I really have to work on proportions.
Bisou,
Essa