Update on MAY 10 National Elections as of 11:45

*Lanao del Sur and Maguindanao has sites declaring failure of elections. Why? Grenades and cross fire... no COMELEC Officials dare to go the precincts.

*a Dumagueteño patrolled that militants forced people out of the precinct a little after the 7pm stop time.

*Zamboanga Sibugay Province has killings due to political drama.

*Congresswoman of Abra, ambushed with gunfire.

*Summation of votes are up to 57% of precincts

Presidnetial Rankings

1. Noynoy 8.9M

2. Erap 5.7M

3. Villar 3.6M

V.Presidential

1. Binay 8.9M

2. Mar 8.1M

3. Loren 2.2M

Most shocking ranking:

Senatorial: in Number 1) REVILLA

Upsets:

1)Tamano

2)Lacson

3)Maza

3rd short: Draco's Heart Part2

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Actually, he didn’t have a nightmare. No. All of it, nightmares and Voldemort ended months ago. He’s up because of a note. A note I wrote in anonymity. I’ve been writing him notes all these years. I sent them via owl. He never seemed to have wanted to find out who I was. I guess he needed the fun; he needed the mystery, after all he’s been through. But tonight, I was gonna reveal myself to him. Damn. I was fucking scared. But then again, this maybe the last chance I’d have.

I asked him to meet me by the Whomping willow. It’s the most romantic place I could ever think of. Who could blame me? I’ve never been much of a lover boy have I? Pansy Parkinson you ask? It was all but a sad joke gone astray. I never liked her really. I just needed to show everyone that I was straight. Crabbe had asked me once in his ogre-like tone, “Draco? Why are staring at Harry so deeply?”, It was a non-malicious question he asked after noticing me staring intently at Harry’s cute smile, and those cheeks that seemed to blush all the time. “… just scoping the competition is all”, and he let the topic slide. You understand why I needed a cover, right?

Anyway, Harry, oh Harry, had now picked up pace. He was now walking briskly. He must be excited, I told myself. I remember once he told me in a note that he felt that he loved me. I told him he’d freak out if he knew who I was, but all he said was he didn’t care. I dismissed the notion entirely and just went on asking about that Weasley girl, Ginny, but all he said was he had gone for her because he thought he’d never have a chance with me. Words could never do justice the way I felt after I read his message. I giggled for hours.

If only he knew I was his arch enemy, if only he knew that who he was writing to was the Death Eater’s son, if only he knew it was me – Draco, then I bet he wouldn’t have said those words, let alone reply.

...to be continued...

3rd short: Draco's Heart Part1

Draco’s Heart

It was another one of his dreams I guessed. What else could it have been? The great boy who lived plagued with nightmares – pathetic. But then again, who’s more pathetic – him, striding pointlessly along the halls of Hogwarts at night, trying to fight the demons of his slumber, or me, keeping my eyes on him – watching his every move, lurking in the shadows just so I could take a peek at his beauty. It may be a huge shock to you that Draco Malfoy, the Draco Malfoy, had fallen deep into Harry Potter’s green emerald-like eyes.

I never thought I’d end up gay. But then again, having a Death Eater as a father and an always absent mother, I was bound to end up like Neville Longbottom. That little faggot – I caught him once staring at me while we were at the showers after a game of Quidditch. I didn’t mind though, I’d been doing the same thing to Harry.

So why wouldn’t I just come out? Well, if Muggles say it’s hard in their world, it’s harder in ours. Gay wizards were laughed at since time immemorial. Only great old Dumbledore had the right courage to actually be a gay wizard. Then again, even if Dumbledore would have said he had a vagina, no one would care. He was Dumbledore – no question, no drama. But me – I would lose everything! From the respect of my Slytherin kin, to the legions of girls who have been begging me to screw them, I would lose them all. That’s why for almost seven years of knowing my sexuality, I have kept it hidden. But tonight, I’m gonna let Draco live. Tonight I was gonna tell Harry the feelings I had for him.

... to be continued

drama:ungrateful

when you were scared... we were there

when you were alone, we kept you company...

but it pains me to think that now that you are happy, and we are troubled you say you don't want drama...

we have never been the source of drama... try looking back...

and we are dumped by you people... ungrateful...

this is not 'emotional blackmail' as you so kindly called it... this is but a reminder

Sometimes, you have to think... come storm in your life... we won't be there... so the people who were there won't be...

and we will laugh at the man who said he doesn't care for water but who owned a river and drowned in it.