Brief Information about Me:

Name: ATemporarilyLostPhyz (77dmk77)

Sex: Male

Ship(s): Harry/Draco, Harry/Dumbledore. I am in love with Harry/Draco fanfiction, and all my stories are Drarry. I do sometimes drabble in Harry/Albus but sadly good stories of this pair are hard to find. I would appreciate it immensely if anyone recommended me some.

The Legends:

And Just Plain Wrong by Amanuensis (Harry/Draco) (Dark!fic);

Damage Control by Juxian Tang (Harry/Severus);

Eclipse by Mijan/PhoenixSong (Harry/Draco);

Irresistible Poison by Rhysenn/Ivy Blossom (Harry/Draco);

The Unforgivable Pit by CatsEye (Harry/Lucius)

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Someone asked me the following question as part of an assignment for school: What's the best thing about writing for you?

Communicating something profoundly true that resonates loudly with others. And it's the expression of pure thought. It's unique to humans and it's a stupendous miracle that we are capable of it. That we can contemplate our place in the universe and in the next second have a fleeting whim to go for coffee. Writing, expressing what's inside, plumbs some intangible and irreplicable bits of information, puts them into intelligible form and renders our id manifest. It's a privilege to be alive and to sentient and to be able to express oneself. It confirms you as a feeling human being who's connected to a fellowship of other primates.

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Do you know what Combination Spells are?

Do you really know all about the Killing Curse?

Is the Cruciatus Curse really the most excruciating torture curse in the Dark Arts?

Do you know what the four recognized but forevermore unofficial definitions of magic are?

What is The Hogwarts Howler?

If you answered 'no' to any of these questions, you simply must READ Come-Hither! READ & REVIEW! Then go on to the SEQUEL Come Here!

Quotes from My Fanfics:

Come-Hither

"I care about you," [Harry] said quietly, and he found he couldn't brave Draco's eyes, as his own eyes sank to watch Draco's feet. "I don't want to see you hurt. I want to protect you. I want everything to go back to the way it was – you calling us names and starting fights with me... I—Before... Voldemort (flinch)... I couldn't care less about what happened to you. I thought you deserved anything bad that happened to you. That was when I didn't think you were human, that you could hurt, that you had any feelings. But I know better now – you're just another kid, like me, and you have gone through... a terrible time. I just want to—I—I don't want to see you suffer anymore." -- Chapter 25: Cauldron Sizzling

Come Here

Draco, in awe, stared down at Harry's body, stared at the sweat-gleaming abs and thighs twitching so violently that they seemed to be vibrating. The sight was bittersweet, shameful, and satisfying at once. It was as though he was a bird of prey cracking open an egg and the rich yolk burst out which he devours. He had spilt that innocence from its safe reservoir, forever lost... Harry was meant to experience this in adulthood, not as a teenager; his wife was supposed to have been the one to accomplish this, to make him feel this way, break the yolk, not his teenage boyfriend. Seeming to have realized something saddening, a spasm of guilt flitted across Draco's face.

When Draco bent down and captured his lips, kissing him, Harry just let go and allowed himself to be swallowed up by Draco entirely and in every sense, unbeknownst to him that the kiss was something of an apology, an apology for spilling him so prematurely and so immorally, even if Harry said it was all right because they loved each other... It was an unceasing battle inside Draco – absolute validation. It was a ceaseless war inside Draco – to finally feel that he was unquestionably worthy of Harry's love. -- Chapter 13: Draco's Den

Enslavement

It felt like no end would come and all friend and foe had forsaken him and every coin of luck the Lady had spared him he had squandered until there was nothing left but dirty squalor, until the dirt and darkness ate the sky and swallowed the ground, until he was so suspended between darkness above and darkness below, and he could do no more to keep himself sane and one scruple of hope in his otherwise empty pocket than keep his eyes shut tight against the darkness and keep pleasuring Malfoy until his scruple of hope flipped in his pocket to a shiny side and Malfoy's passion finally ruptured. That was his only hope. Fulfil Malfoy.

And so he had sucked, in his terror of the snake, in his disgust of the penis, as diligently as a miner threw a pick to a rock wall. And finally, gloriously, tearfully, he felt the seed drench the back of his throat. His coughs were wet and painful, but he had made it. The darkness had gone, the snake was gone and the insistent hands behind his head now hung over the arms of the chair, and the thighs had risen again at the highest point of ecstasy and stayed there.

He closed his eyes and drew into himself slightly as he felt the bed sink with Malfoy's movements and weight. He scrunched his eyes tighter and he felt a sickening, clammy shiver rise up his body. Malfoy finally laid still and his lump was all that was left of him. But he left Harry in a horribly discomfiting flu-like state. He felt sick all over; his skin felt clammy and overly sensitive and buzzing with nerves; every stretch of it screamed and screamed less with actual pain and more with tingly discomfort: Malfoy changing into his sleepwear and just being present inches from him rushed the memories back into Harry's mind.

It was like Harry couldn't escape the flesh of Malfoy: Harry knew his weight; he knew his voice – in all ranges from a hiss to a scream; he knew his touch from the strongest grip as he dragged by him the wrist to the softest almost-caresses of his hands weaving in and out of his hair as he coaxed Harry's mouth to swallow him deeper; he knew his taste, from penis to foot. He knew everything about Malfoy and it repulsed him to the bone and it radiated in waves to his sweat-slicked skin. Malfoy was more than his master to him now. His master's skin had wrapped itself around him, gangrenous and inescapable. He knew Draco's body, intimately, and Harry had never felt sorrier for himself than he did then. -- Chapter 9: Calamities & Celebrations

Heroic Perversions

Distantly surprised by Malfoy's using his first name, he nonetheless sneered, "You're so pathetic, Malfoy, do you know that?" with utmost contempt in his eyes and voice, genuinely appalled by Malfoy, thinking him a defeated and disgusting creature, more so than in previous years.

"For once, Potter," Draco slurred, as he raised his bottle, "touché, Harry, touché," he lilted pleasantly, and splashed the rest of his Firewhisky onto his face, deliberately missing his open mouth. The golden liquid flowed generously down his chin, its underside, and disappeared beneath his shirt down his chest; some seeped into his white-blond hair, staining it bronze; and his face, once starkly white, was a gleaming canvas of pale-gold mania.

Somewhat disturbed, and shaking his head at the sight, Harry withdrew his wand and stomped away, trailed by the slurred whisper, "He'll kill my family…" And he savagely hoped that whoever said this committed to his threat, not forgetting to do away with Malfoy as well. -- Chapter 3: Sleepless Evil, Silent Entreaty

A Night in the Dungeons

Harry barely registered a half-naked Malfoy walking over to him. He was dragged across the room and onto the bed. Harry backed up, all wide eyed and open-mouthed like a galjoen, scarcely believing what was happening in front of him, but Malfoy held him fast, and to Harry's utter and absolute amazement, kissed him.

Reflexively, Harry's breath lodged in his throat, and Malfoy took this opportunity to slither his tongue into Harry's gaping mouth. Then he cupped his jaw and slipped onto his lap. Harry was beside himself with these new sensations, absolutely flabbergasted, feeling as though he were flung into an unknown, unchartered abyss, confused and inspired by new feelings and needs of pleasure he never knew he harboured.

Tentatively, he kissed back a little, which elicited a sigh Harry thought was largely unwarranted from the other boy, surprising him that he could actually make Malfoy react to anything he did. His inhibitions were lowered enough for his brain to dismiss the fact that Malfoy was undressing him and that he himself was kissing back, driven by some ethereal force not of his own making, and in a matter of milliseconds, he couldn't get enough of Malfoy. Hands roamed all over pale, infallible skin, lips moved sinuously with thinner, shell-pink lips, hips thrust into hips. Only when Harry had to break the kiss to allow Malfoy to lift his skirt off did he realize Vamilda was still with them, and staring with glowing eyes. Oh yeah. She's here too. Bugger. -- Chapter 3: Thrilling Threesome

Harry Potter Randomosity:

(stole this from DefinitelyMalfoy, who stole it from someone else)

House: Ravenclaw

Quidditch Position: Seeker

Favourite Teacher(s): Snape

Classes: Transfiguration, Potions

Hated Classes: Muggle Studies, Divination, Astronomy

Future Occupation: Magical Philosopher, Spell Researcher, Psychauror

Pet: Nagisi; diamondback rock python; 2,73 metres

Wand: 10.5 inches; Caprivus; unicorn hair

Animagus: Espricubus

Patronus: Griffin

Element: Fire

In Remembrance

(Stole this from Bookworm19065's profile)

…In Remembrance to Severus Snape….

….A Slytherin who died like a Gryffindor…

...without all the red and gold crap.

…In Remembrance to Fred Weasley…

…Who fought bravely to the very end….

…And whose jokes will forever brighten his other half…

…And will loyally await his soul mate and brother…

… with many jokes…

...he's got forever to think of them, right?

…In Remembrance to Dobby…

…Who was more free and full of love…

...than any elf, and most humans.

….In Remembrance to Remus J. Lupin….

...the last real Marauderer...

…who was not just a wonderful father…

….a incredible husband and brave hero…

...as well as a freakin' awesome werewolf.

….In Remembrance to Nymphadora Tonks…

…who died for ‘the greater good’…

...and would probably hex me for calling her Nymphadora.

…In Remembrance of Alastor ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody….

…who’s motto ‘constant vigilance’ kept him alive…

...and scared the crap out of some kids too.

…In Remembrance of Tom Marvelo Riddle a.k.a. Voldemort….

…who was pretty cool, and cute when he was younger…

…but who got his ass thoroughly kicked in the end

…In Remembrance of Albus Dumbledore…

…whose past and wisdom confused us…

…whose seeming betrayal shocked us…

…but actually who turned out to be an okay guy in the end...

...despite the whole 'almost killing Harry' thing.

In Remembrance to Bellatrix Lestrange…

… because it’s was awesome how Molly slapped her with that Avada Kedavra!

She deserved everything she got and more.

…In Remembrance of Colin Creevey…

…who we really didn’t know too well…

…but took a lot of pictures and died fighting in a war…

…so he must’ve done something good…

…besides stalking Harry.

…In Remembrance of Hedwig…

...Harry actual first friend…

...who lived and died soaring.

Notes:

(1) I have just completed Come Here, the sequel to Come-Hither! I started writing the story at the end of 2008 and published on FanFiction on 10 February 2009. I would spend the whole year writing the story up and begin the sequel the following year on the 7th of January to finish it on the 1st of August. The stories are effectively approximately 480 000 words long together and took about 16 months to complete.

I would like to thank each and every one of my reviewers, both those who reviewed Come-Hither and Come Here. Your comments were and are very much appreciated! Special thanks to Thrnbrooke, Stayncool1, SolemnXAngel, and a few others. Oh and this is a final plea to please, please, please review this story as many times as you like and even if it is all over!

This story has been my life for the past year and a half. It has given me so much and taken away so much as well, such as my perfect eyesight; now I use glasses. But I cannot say I regret the teachings writing the story has given me. And I have learned so much from my readers’ reviews and wish to extend my thanks again. This is not a chapter but an entire book closed, and so now it is time for another one to be opened! And I hope you will be there with me when I do open the next book! See you there!

Alternative Publishing

You may download PDF files of select stories by clicking on these links:

Come-Hither

Come Here

Enslavement: Part I

Heroic Perversions: Part I & II

You may request the PDFs by PM if you cannot access them on Google Drive.

UPDATES:

(21 December 2009)

I have recently (25 November 2009, in fact) completed Come-Hither, my epic 300 000-word story, which I had began on 10 February 2009! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed Come-Hither!

Good news: I have ideas about the sequel to Come-Hither, its preliminary title Come Here, but I will be starting college soon in February and so might not have as much time as I did this year, because I had dropped out of university from my Computer Science undergraduate degree to go and study Journalism.

(28 January 2010)

I have posted the second chapter of my sequel to my epic fic Come-Hither called Come Here! Please read and review!

(30 January 2010)

It is my BIRTHDAY! Wish me happy birthday and please drop me a review, why don't you!

(01 October 2010)

Poll results: Majority votes that Come Here should remain a separate story, and so it shall be.

(01 October 2010)

OMG! Something just struck me! I can't believe I am actually considering it seriously! Do you think I should just grow up with the Come-Hither series and write another story? I mean, actually writing out the epilogue into a story that I would write as I grow older? Picking up from the victory against Voldemort et all in Come Here: chapter 17: Poised for Peril? Tell me what you think!

(29 January 2011)

One day to my birthday! Give me an early present and drop me a review already lol!

(12 May 2011)

After receiving some negative reviews about the ending of Enslavement saying it leaves the story in the middle, I have decided to continue writing the story in PART II. Tune in!

(11 July 2011)

I am currently writing up the first chapter of Enslavement PART II and have already finished the first section. Please be patient; I am juggling this and my internship.

(12 December 2011)

Sorry for that long hiatus but now I am back at it again and starting with A Saviour Uncaused.

(06 April 2012)

In the process of editing Come-Hither. I did not release what an epic mess particularly the beginning is.

(12 November 2012)

In the process of editing A Saviour Uncaused. I might change the title as well.

(30 January 2013)

In the process of editing Enslavement. I will post chapter thirteen soon.