The Chamber of Secrets Ch. 2My teachers, parents and sister had always told me I follow my gut. I always aced the multiple choice questions on tests and exams, and I ruled scissor, paper, rock. My sister could never stand to be in the same room as me, because I would taunt her about being in the stupid house.The Chamber of Secrets Ch. 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My sister is in Hufflepuff, whilst I am in Slytherin, and both my parents in Ravenclaw, so I mocked her about being soft, being stupid. She tried to curse me once, but it was an easily deflected children's hex. Like I said, I was smart.
Anyway, my gut was definitely telling me the Basilisk was the monster. My stomach was lurching every time I thought of the Chamber, or anything related. A secret or death or a great dirty snake
Dear Lily,All my life,Dear Lily,5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I did it for you.
Most can lead a normal one,
But I lead two.
A blur sometimes,
where my loyalties lied.
But every night I dream,
remember the night you died.
"If you truly loved her,
then your way forward is clear."
But I was lost in the darkness,
only wanting you, my dear.
My leader, my enemy,
needs me no more.
So he left me to die,
bleeding on the floor.
And now, my darling,
My time here is finally done.
I leave the fate to this world,
in the hands of your son.
"Look at me," I whisper,
And then I drop my hand.
I close my eyes,
And move on to a better land.
And now we're here,
face to face, once again.
My love for you,
no longer a sin.
They welcome me too,
unlike back in the day.
I'm finally accepted.
I think I shall stay.
Sick Nikki Sixx x Tommy LeeHe was sick again, for the second time that month. Tommy hated how he never got sick, but when he did, it hit him like a ton of bricks. It was that time of year when everyone got sick for a while, got better, then went on with life.Sick Nikki Sixx x Tommy Lee7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sweat dripping off his body stained the sheets and his fever just wouldnt let down. His stomach ached so much that if he even so much as looked at food hed vomit, and his vision was so blurry from the sweat getting into his eyes that he was bed ridden.
There was nothing more Tommy wanted then to be able to go to the washroom on his own. It wasnt a good feeling knowing you had to rely on someone else, even if you loved and trusted them with all your heart. Tommy didnt like doing this to Nikki, when his lover could be doing other things.
Ive got your soup. Nikki said, carrying the bowl in on a tray.
Tommys body was facing the opposite direction. Tommy didnt want to roll over, he was happy just laying t
BSC: Goodbye (Jean x Marco)BEHIND THE SURVEY CORPS: GOODBYEBSC: Goodbye (Jean x Marco)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Jean found his best friend Marco, killed and left in terrible conditions, drenched in his own blood, cold and absent. He knew he was too late but still, Jean tried to wake Marco up. Gently shaking him, talking to him, yelling, but nothing worked out. Jean clenched onto his friend’s jacket, softly sobbing, as he noticed an envelope covered in blood in Marco’s hand. The letter inside was addressed to Jean Kirschtein.
I’m so sorry.
If you find this letter in my hand, or in my pocket, it means I failed.
I was looking forward to joining the Military Police with you. And I don’t know if we ever succeeded by the time you read this letter. You see, I wrote this letter shortly after we met. I wrote it because I have feelings towards you. Don’t get me wrong, Jean. You are an amazing friend and I know you like that black-haired girl with the red scarf…Mikasa, I think?
But the truth is, Jean, I’ve had f
Broomsticks and Trees"Do you see that one there?"Broomsticks and Trees4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"That one. The one that looks like a broomstick."
"What? That does not look like a broomstick in the slightest, Ron."
"Of course it does!"
"No, looks more like a tree to me."
"No no no, clearly it's a broomstick. Since when are trees triangular at the top?"
"Since I said so."
Ron laughed heartily and rolled on his side to gaze at Hermione.
She was laughing too; her face as bright as the sun that was shining on it. She was stretched out on the grass, her entire body relaxed, soaking up the wonderful summer weather. The breeze travelled up to the top of the hill on which they were reclining. It ruffled her dress and tossed her hair about her face. But she didn't bother trying to fix it: she knew she was fighting a losing battle trying to tame that hair of hers.
Even so, Ron tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear in a romantic gesture. It promptly rebelled, popping right back up to dance across Hermione's forehead. She giggled at Ron's attempt at cut
Cicero Tribute: Madness is MerryMadness is merryCicero Tribute: Madness is Merry3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The merry man's fight
To hold on to sanity
Lost in the night
The silence so empty
Held smothering tight
Even blind eyes could see
There's no end in sight
His family gone
When things had felt right
Hunted and burned
In flames so bright
Their acceptance a memory
Seeming so faint
When consumed by the jester
Who's laughter did taint
No one to hold him
No one who speaks
No one to tell him
The words that he seeks
Praying for a whisper
To end his heart's strife
The echoing laughter
Creeps into his life
R and Hr fanfic Like a WhisperAnd I heard it.R and Hr fanfic Like a Whisper5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Your voice, Hermione.
You said my name. Just my name. Like a whisper.
So I took it, clicked it, and this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew. And sure enough, it floated toward me, the ball of light went right into my chest. Straight through me. Right here. I knew it was going to take me where I needed to go.
Like a Whisper
Nunca pensei um dia chegar
I never thought would come the day
Te ouvir dizer:
That I would hear you say
"Não é por mal
"It's not that I want
Mas vou te fazer chorar
But I'll make you cry
Hoje vou te fazer chorar
Today I'll make you cry
Não tenho muito tempo
Not much time left to me
Tenho medo de ser um só
I'm afraid to be part of the "one"(to be alone)
Tenho medo de ser só um
I'm afraid to be the one
Alguém pra se lembrar
The one to be remembered
Alguém pra se lembrar
Someone to be remembered
Alguém pra se lembrar"
Someone to be remembered"
Faz um tempo eu quis
It's been a while that I
Reveal the Best of You"Oh, H-hey, Lily," Severus sad softly to the red haired girl approaching him. She walked with a bounce in her step, a smile on her face, and a dazzling spark in her emerald eyes.Reveal the Best of You6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hi Sev! Aren't you excited for Saturday?" Snape shrugged, staring off over the lake as Lily sat down next to him.
"Not really," Lily pouted, collapsing dramatically against him. "I haven't got a date."
"Do not mention that word." Severus snapped irritably. Lily's face pinked, but she giggled all the same.
"Sorry, it slipped my mind." The two fourth years smiled at one another. "Then why don't we go together?" Severus perked up, half ecstatic, half confused.
"You haven't already-"
"Oh no! I've been asked-"
"Of course," Snape interrupted with a cheeky smile.
"But I don't want to go with MacMillian or Potter."
"Potter asked you?" Lily nodded absent-mindedly. "Slimy little git." She laughed, punching the Slytherin's shoulder.
"Sev!" He smiled at Lily, catching her hand and pulling
The Monster Under the BedWhere do I see myself in five years?The Monster Under the Bed6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That's a very difficult question to answer, Mrs. Park. How many people truly know where they'll be in that time? More importantly, how many teenagers know? But I suppose that in able to look toward the future one must first understand the past.
My father was killed in a car accident when I was nine. Mom was a wreck after that, and we went to stay with her brother for a while. I cant imagine how hard it must have been for her, losing the man she loved and suddenly having to work again after being a housewife for so long... I know I barely made it through fourth grade.
Do you believe in monsters, Mrs. Park?
You probably don't. Most people don't believe in them anymore. After all, monsters are only supposed to exist in stories and the movies, in the minds of children and the insane. Even most children don't believe in them after a few years of being constantly reassured by Mommy and Daddy that there's nothing to be afraid of, that the monsters ar
Running Out of TimeRunning Out of Time5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
2:27 in the morning.
And I was screwed.
"Crap, why did I ever agree to do this?" I moaned, glaring at the sheet music for the 36th time today. The little music notes danced around in front of my eyes, the senseless tune replaying over and over in my brain.
Why do I always think I can do everything? Hubris, or deadly pride, is a dangerous fatal flaw, and I often find myself biting off more then I can chew.
But now, I find myself in the deepest trouble I've ever been in; I had gotten into a fight with the band's lead guitarist, Tony, on one of the lyrics of our latest Christmas songs. Two wrecked drum sets, one smashed bass and a broken toe later, he had challenged me to re-write the lyrics myself; out of fury, I had quickly agreed.
But now, I wasn't so sure if I could do it.
I tapped my pencil against my temple, racking my brain for inspiration. Glancing around the house, I reprimanded myself for forgetting to decorate for the holiday season again. Though, in my def
Wizarding tellyDisclaimer: I lay no claim to Harry Potter or the world he resides in, they both belong to J.K. Rowling. I simply enjoy playing pretend with her characters no profit is being made from this.Wizarding telly5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: 5 years after the last battle, wizarding Britain has changed. Now that the pure blood mania has all but died out the majority of wizards have strong relation to muggles. Because of this, the magical society has taken up a few muggle customs with fervor. One being their TV. They even have their own channel that can only be seen by those who already knew it was there. Naturally it has been all over the Daily Prophet.
They have a talk show run by, who else? Rita Skeeter. No, she's not writing but she is still just as scandal seeking. The wizards and witches of their world have just found their new obsession... reality TV.
Oh, and by the way i prevented a couple of deaths Sirius, Remus and Tonks all survived. All else is cannon. Also Fred is alive, can't split up the twins.
Chamber of Secrets Ch. 3I ran to the base of the west tower, looking for the people in Ravenclaw. I saw a boy, Stevie Ash I think he was called, and ran over to him, grabbing his shoulder. He whirled round and immediately covered his face. "Don't hit me!" he cried. I rolled my eyes and hit him across the head.Chamber of Secrets Ch. 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"That's for thinking I would hit you." I snarled, not loosening my grip. "Anyway," I continued as he whimpered "I need you to find Chantelle Burbage and tell her to meet me in the second floor corridor." He nodded and I let go of his robes. He better do as I told him or his toast, I though. I started walking back to the second floor and I saw two red-heads walking by, arm in arm. Arthur Weasley and Molly Prewett, I think they were called, both in Gryffindor, and prime targets for hair taunts. But I let them be, I had to get to the second floor to meet Chantelle.
I got there before Chantelle and wa
DracoXHarry-Chapter 1DracoXHarry-Chapter 19 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Okie dokies… my first fanfic… I can do this… *deep breath* OKAY, here we go…. A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy Fic… I can do this! (And please don't complain if I got his schedule or something like that wrong.) And just one more thing... text like *this* means it's written down.
~~I do not own Harry Potter~~
Harry Potter's footsteps echoed through the halls of Hogwarts as he walked to dinner. Snape had kept him after potions class again. Somehow he always did something wrong in his class. Today, he had to write a ten page essay on the history of mixing potions, and couldn't leave until he finished. It took him five hours, but he got through it. As if that wasn't a bad enough punishment, Snape had left Draco Malfoy to make sure he didn't leave before he finished. That was why it took Harry so long to finish! Every time he even cam close to finishing, Malfoy would find some way to destroy his work , and every time he had
....Whispers...."You sure you're going to be alright?"....Whispers....3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cheryl looked down, taking a few seconds to think before she answered, "Yeah, I'll be fine. I just need to get all of that out of my head for a little while."
Karen nodded, "Okay. You took your medication, right? I can't have you up all night again. Hopefully this stuff they gave you works."
Cheryl had insomnia. Ever since she was little, it had come and gone weeks or even months at a time. Her doctor had prescribed sleeping medication that day.
"Yeah, I know, and yes, I took it after I brushed my teeth. I should be able to sleep alright."
"Okay, well let's try to get some sleep, then." Karen smiled, and then gave Cheryl a kiss before turning out the light.
The couple nestled together in the center of the bed, Cheryl's head resting on Karen's chest.
"Goodnight, Cheryl. I love you."
"I love you too, Sweetie. Goodnight."
After a few minutes had past, both were sound asleep.
Cheryl's eyes slowly opened, revealing nothing but the dark of night around
There is a GodThere is a God6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is a God,
no mystery about it.
Just look into the sky,
and you will see.
Touch the mountain peak,
and you will see.
Just take a breath,
hold deep then exhale.
And you will see that,
there is a God.
He is in the laugh of every baby,
the glowing smile on their faces.
In the heart of each child,
dancing with the innocence of this life.
He is holding that woman up in her pain.
Giving that man strength in his trials.
Speaking words of life into the hopeless,
shining light into the darkness.
He is God.
He is the whisper in the wind,
calling out your name.
He is the Eye in the storm,
waiting for you to call out to Him.
He is everything you need,
you just need to realize it is Him.
There is a God,
and He is everywhere.
In the oceans tide,
in the gull's cry,
in the fires blaze,
in the clouds rain,
in your hearts song.
There is a God.
Taste at First SightTaste at First Sight4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I was sitting at the Slytherin table, waiting for somebody to notice me, somebody to see me. It felt like I was waiting forever for that special moment. That warm human touch. Suddenly I saw him. The man who would be mine. I would be his. He seemed effortless when he moved. I was green with envy towards his fluid motion as I stood still as a statue, unable to move.
I awoke to Theo's voice that morning, telling me I would miss breakfast if I didn't get a move on. I had a good feeling about that day. I knew something special would happen but I had no idea. Not until I walked into the Great Hall.
He sat right next to me; I felt hot inside even though I knew I would be cold to the touch.
What I caught sight of that moment captured my heart. There,
MPIxW Contest Entry: Reminiscence~*~MPIxW Contest Entry: Reminiscence3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Indonesia held her head down as Australian sea patrols yelled at her sailors. It was her fifth attempt to try and enter Australia, and yet there was no success. She separated from her vessel and was taken to shore by the Australian guards, where Netherlands would come take her home.
The little girl sat quietly on the beach, surrounded tightly by men with guns. She had just wanted to see her friend; a boy named Yolngu. They had been separated for a long time, and she worried for him. Despite the struggle it took to get on a boat to him, she didn't care. It was worth escaping her room, through the window or through the door. Through the forest or the fields. It didn't matter. Her friend was what mattered.
She hugged her legs to her chest as she shuddered against the ocean breeze. A shadow of a boat appeared on the horizon. It grew bigger and bigger as it got closer, and when it was an enough distance away, a rowboat was deployed and sailed towards the beach. When it docked, Ne
The Chamber of Secrets ch. 4I stood by the gaping hole in the floor of the bathroom. Chantelle was beside me, gripping my hand tightly. I turned to her. "This is it," I whispered. She was crying again, so I hugged her, embracing her for what might be the last time. I stepped back and kissed her forehead, her nose then her mouth. Then I pulled back and stood on my toes on the edge of the hole. I gently let go of her hand, and grinned in sudden triumph.The Chamber of Secrets ch. 45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Goodbye, Vaith." I heard her murmur, and I stepped out into darkness.
The air rushed past me as I slid down the rubbed-smooth tunnel. I remembered standing in front of the sink that Myrtle had pointed to. I remembered scratching a little snake beside the tap and then stepping back to observe the bigger picture. I started hissing in my pathetic Parseltongue, Myrtle telling me every so often to change my various attempts to try and sound like the one she had heard. And fin
~Red~Red. All I could see was red.~Red~3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Laying on the floor,
Watching my blood pour,
You walk down the stairs,
Leaving with no cares,
The neighbors found me dead,
My body full of lead,
You hear glass shatter,
You go see what's the matter,
You see my knife gleam,
Then you scream,
Killing me was your biggest mistake yet,
And now I'll make you regret,
Your eyes full of fright,
And by the end of tonight,
Using my trusty knife,
I'll end your life,
The one smiling will be me,
And the last thing you'll see is
Circle You, Circle You - English lyricsIn a building that is lost in shade,Circle You, Circle You - English lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
there’s a room sitting in a dead hall.
Filled with children who are left to fade,
waiting patiently for someone to call.
Ah! So you have arrived
just in time to play a game.
We are filled with joy!
Yes, we’re filled with joy!
So, let’s let the games begin!
Circle you, circle you,
just to make sure you won’t escape.
Circle you, circle you,
all night long until the day breaks.
What a great game this’ll be!
Our friendship is blossoming quickly.
Circle you, circle you.
Who is that in front and behind me?
In the orphanage far away,
no one knows what happens behind those doors.
Lonely children pass the day away,
used as experiments for a certain cure.
Ah! So you have arrived
just in time to play a game.
Come and join us!
Please, come join us!
In a game of Circle You!
Circle you, circle you.
Oh, look you just lost the game!
Circle you, circle you,
you have no chance of escape.
Before the moon fades away,
we’ll find someo
Bite Your Tongue Till It BleedsBite Your Tongue Till It BleedsBite Your Tongue Till It Bleeds2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Speak now or forever hold your peace,
Or is it piece?
‘Cause if I hold this piece of my mind,
To myself, there will be no peace,
Only an explosion of the mental mine
That riddles mine.
I’m no man, I’m a mime,
Holding his hands over his mouth,
Biting my tongue so these words have no way out,
With my eyes half-lidded, the other half brimmin’,
With tears near the bottom half of the rim,
Ready to fall like rainwater races down a windowsill.
Angry to the point where I wish I could control the skies,
Rain down Hell and fury that has built up inside,
And watch my furious vision destroy the night.
But this is not me,
This not how I am,
Nor how I will ever be.
It’s just that I’ve been holding my peace
For such a long damn time.
Now it just seems the only “peace” I’m holding,
Are pieces of my mind.
DespotismDespotismDespotism2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she is a bird sitting, teetering on
a power line because
one way or another, she figures
the best way to end
is a big bang.
He is a fish swimming, traversing along,
Against the crashing tide because
He figures he can defy the law one or way or another,
And the best way to begin
Is to finish the end
Before he's stuck in her talons.
though she is made of feathers
and bones and she is still weightless enough
to take to the currents of air,
she is powerless
against the waves his actions
make, and she is so easily swept away that
she thinks her body might as well
be made of stones.
He could tell she was astounded by his ocean,
By the place he calls home to.
He welcomed her to the lowest depths of it,
She couldn't resist the deepest blue of the marine,
Nor the glitter of his fishscale,
And the place he called heaven,
Eventually became this bird's hell.
her eyes were always the
size of jupiter when he was around
because she was fascinated with
the way he move