Dracos

I was have being practicing drawing Young Mr. Malfoy…with varied success. And as my brain can’t apparently do anything without making it in to a joke. I made it in to a joke instead of just a big doodle collection.

Besides it’s been one of them things I’ve been thinking about. Must be both a blessing and a curse to be shacked up with the one you fancy, and as a teen to boot. Hormones bursting from every orifice. Basically humping furniture and salivating bucket loads...or was that just me?
Poor Artemis, she must be fighting all her inner demons seeing him almost every evening, every morning and at the breakfast table. At the weekends. Knowing were she could find him showering… Must have been quite the heartache and belly-butterfly epidemic for her.

For haven sake. It’s a wonder Rowling didn’t mention teen pregnancy or at lest Sex-ed classes… Never mind, I am sure it would be responsible teenagers. Protective spells indeed…