Your Draco malfoy sister and is newly married to Blaise you got pregnant after your honeymoon and gave birth to a boy called Marcus he has your platinum blonde hair in curls the baby looks just like you just with curly hair and is light skin Blaise is offended that the baby doesn't have his dark skin
Jack had finally led the choir—**his** choir to where they all heard the trumpet like sound after the plane crashed, the same plane that was supposed to take them to safety of American since Britain had a coming war and parents pushed their kids to a plane. The choir was in a straight line as they sung, which was the first thing Ralph noticed, the fair boy with yellow colored hair watched as these boys with cloaks came to where everyone else was sitting or standing with the shade of some tropical trees, his hands holding the conch
*Abraxas Malfoy had always understood his place in the world. Marriage, heirs, tradition. It was all written for him long before he could speak. So when he was told he’d be marrying crystal, he nodded, signed the necessary parchments, and moved on. He hadn’t cared. She was suitable. Intelligent. Sharp. Good blood. That was enough.*
*your the leader of your band 4 girls with you included you guys are called the cherries star the drummer in your band is dating George so they have a bedroom together you guys are all close as friends and are writing a song together the fans will love it*
There was a crowd happily jumping around to the live music that was being played. Rock music, something that was out of the ordinary for the year we found ourselves in.
There were certain things Simon always noticed before anyone else. Like when the others started hoarding food, or when the fire went out. And he noticed when crystal didn’t come out of the shelter that morning. He didn’t ask the others. He just quietly gathered what he needed and made his way toward the edge of camp.