Broomsticks and Trees"Do you see that one there?"Broomsticks and Trees3 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
the REAL first kiss.The sun shone through the kitchen window pane. Dust particles floated down in the streams of light. He stopped at the kitchen doorway and took a long look at the woman standing in front of him. Her back was turned to him and she was staring out the window to the pastures. She was so motionless; he worried for a split second that a body binding curse had been cast upon her. But then he took a step towards her and the wooden floor creaked beneath him. Her head dropped, and she slowly turned to face him.the REAL first kiss.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He looked at her face. The kind, brown eyes were red and wet. The warm red hair was unkempt. And the lines on her face that told so many stories, stood out more pronounced than ever. The plump womans face broke and she began to sob. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. He was so tall that she could rest her head on his chest. He couldnt hear her cries, but he could feel her body heaving as her hands scrambled for a piece of his shirt. He held her tightly until she finall
Into The ChamberHermione and Ron both sat down as they saw Luna and Harry's retreating backs leave the room of requirement. Ron was deep in thought, his brow furrowing. They needed to figure out how to destroy the horcruxes without the sword. And they needed to actually find the other horcruxes. He ignored the sudden silence in the room. It seemed everyone was thinking hard as well, like him and Hermione. She sat tensely next to him, biting her lip and clutching her bushy hair, as though trying to pull the answers she sought from the curls. Although the whole room seemed lost in thought, he knew only she was concentrating her thoughts on the same solutions he was searching for. He ran over the same facts in his mind.Into The Chamber4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They were at Hogwarts, the sword was gone, the only thing he knew of that could possibly destroy the horcruxes was basilisk venom and he reckoned he'd have a hard time finding that here. After all, the only basilisk he'd ever heard of was
He stood up so suddenly he knocked some peop
Fred + George Weasley AnalysisFred + George Weasley Analysis7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Fred & George: A Short Character Analysis
Right, so first off I'm a big fan of the twins: both twins, not just Fred. I've always appreciated both as separate characters and I've never really understood how so many people never picked up on their differences. So I decided to do what I do best - RANT (wayhey!). Keep in mind this is just my own opinion based on what I've read in books 1-7.
In the first place it's important to know and understand the twins' differences, especially if you're writing a story that puts particular focus on them. Yes, both twins are bonkers, fun-loving, flirtatious, stubborn and lest we forget both in the possession of a razor sharp wit. The books may describe them as identical right down to the last freckle, but this doesn't mean that they are one hundred percent identical in personality - no twins are. In fact, if Fred and George were the same they wouldn't make such a good team. Fred and George are a perfect double act and in any double act you
Rose and Scorpius DateI fidgeted nervously- waiting just outside the Hogwarts grounds- for Scorpius. I was November, and a thin layer of snow covered the ground. Perfect weather for a trip to Hogsmead, I also thought it was wonderful weather for a first date, but that didn't calm my nerves.Rose and Scorpius Date5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Scorpius and I had been going out for almost three weeks now, but I still hadn't gotten used to my amazing good fortune of having Scorpius as a boyfriend.
I was drawn out of my thoughts when I spotted Scorpius, amongst those still exiting the gates, eager to escape school for a day. Scorpius saw me a moment later and rushed over, sweeping me off my feet and kissing me passionately.
'Hey babe, hope you weren't waiting long?' He asked putting me down. I blushed when I noticed some nearby students pointing and giggling.
'No, not long,'
'Good. Well let's head off!' And he started walking.
I hurried to catch up. Drawing up to Scorpius, I looked at his hand, wanting to hold it, but unsure if Scorpius- one of the coolest guys i
You belong with me - Chap. 1Before reading, consider 2 things: this is my first fanfiction, and my first language is not English, I didn't even write this "thinking in English", this is a translation from my story written in Spanish, so I would be extremely grateful if you reviewed correcting and commenting on my grammar and vocabulary besides commenting on the story Thanks a lot!You belong with me - Chap. 13 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A faint ray of sunshine entered through the room's window and illuminated the girl's wavy and thick mane of red hair, which framed a pale, thin and angular face, sprinkled all over with tiny little freckles. She absent-mindedly scratched her delicate nose with the feather quill and kept on writing, to be interrupted seconds later by a couple of soft knocks. When she turned around, a beautiful brunette smiled from the half-opened door.
"Lily, honey, it's five o' clock already" the girl looked surprised at her wristwatch and nodded.
"Wow, time flies! I haven't finished writing the letter to Sam yet,
Lily James Halloween romanceOne day at a dark Halloween night James and Lily walked just a few miles apart from each other. However they didn't know at the time it was only just 8:00PM at Halloween night.Lily James Halloween romance4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
James walked through a dark park that felt very haunted he was kinda scared. But because of his attitude that was a bit arrogant people and the things that haunted the place were scared of him. He just had to look with his eyes to a certain direction and people would move away. Even the unseen creatures moved miles away.
They went to scare the more normal people.
After walking for an hour or so James got out of the park.
When he looked to the left he saw the most beautiful girl in his life. He already had a crush on her since they first attended Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
However normally she would look away. Only this night she didn't.
He wondered where it could have to do with.
He decided to ask her.
"hello Lily." "Oh, hi James" She replied. "Not so shy it's not like you Lils" he te
A "Harry Potter" QuizA "Harry Potter" Quiz9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Which House Are You In?
Beth McMillan & Andrew Alcala
1) What type of friends do you have?
A) Outgoing and/or athletic.
B) The friendly kind! Ha ha ha ha!
C) The smarter people are my friends.
D) People I can do practical jokes with.
2) If somebody was to physically attack you, you would…
A) Face them head on.
B) Try to talk things out; there is no reason why we can't be friends.
C) Call for help while running away.
D) Run away, and find that asshole later with a group of your biggest friends.
3) If you were a medieval hero, what weapon would you carry?
A) A Sword
B) A Staff
C) Bow and Arrows
4) What board game would you most likely enjoy playing?
A) Board games suck; let's go outside!
B) Hungry Hungry Hippos! I think that's a board game.
5) What would you consider a fun Saturday night?
A) Going to a party! (Woooooo, Kegger!)
B) Hanging out with my friend, doesn't matter where we go.
C) Go to a coffee house, listen to a poet, or read a good book.
Scabior Theme SongI want to be the very best,Scabior Theme Song4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Like no one ever was.
To snatch them is my real test,
The rewards are my cause!
I will travel across the land,
Searching far and wide.
Each muggleborn so that I can,
Make some money on the siiiiiide!
Gotta snatch 'em all,
Shhh just come to me,
Cmon it's your destinyyyyy!
Ohhhhhh I have a werewolf friend.
Muggleborns 'round every bennnnd!
Their blood's not truuueeeee.
The dark lord's name is tabboooooooo!
Disrespect me and I'll kill you,
Gotta snatch 'em all
Gotta snatch 'em all
Lilacs and Old ParchmentMudblood. The word tasted like bile in his throat. But, he'd said it and now the word was out there for all to hear, and he desperately wanted to take it back. Why? Why should he care if one muggle-born's feelings were hurt? Why should he care if he caused pain and tears to someone whom his family had taught him was no good? But he did care. He cared very much.Lilacs and Old Parchment3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hermoine Granger was so angry, he was afraid she would hit him again. But instead, she just spun on her heels and stomped off towards Ron Weasley. As soon as he was alone, Draco Malfoy slid down the wall of the corridor and put his head in his hands. Six years he'd tormented her. Why? Because he loved her. And there was no way he could say it. Or show it. Or admit it. Draco mentally slapped himself for being such a git.
"Just tell her, you moron!" He said to himself. But he knew he couldn't for if he did, she'd laugh at him. Or think he was trying to prank her, "I ruined my chance. I ruined my chance because I was immat
Percabeth: Percy's Pov. 5Percabeth: Percy's Pov. 53 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I knocked on the door but it took a while for someone to answer. Finally a girl answered the door.
"Just the person I wanted to see." It was Annabeth.
"Oh...no you don't," I looked at her and I realized she looked terrible. Her face was all red, she smelled of...well vomit, her hair was all tangled and she was sweating and shivering at the same time. I walked in and grabbed her.
"No, Percy, I don't want you to get sick."
"I know you would do this for me if I was the one sick." She smiled and then broke out of my arms to run to the bathroom. I felt terrible, there was nothing I could do but watch her go through it (which wasn't a great idea). When she was done she headed for her bed but I grabbed her and pulled her close to me. She smiled.
"Here, come with me.."
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see.." I picked her up (bridal-style) and I ran for the beach. We stopped at the end. I put her down but I held onto her hand.
"Percy, what are we--"
"You'll see..just hold on to me and d
A Blue ChristmasOn December 25th, 2001 the small village of Ottery St. Catchpole was covered in snow. Even though it was only 6 a.m. small children were jumping out of their beds and running into their parents room to wake them up and see what Santa had brought them.A Blue Christmas4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Look, mummy. It's an owl" A little girl barely six-years-old pointed to the closed window on the second floor of number 69, where an small owl could be found tapping frantically on the window.
The insistent tapping woke 22-year-old Hermione Granger who was peacefully asleep. She opened her eyes hesitantly and searched for the source of the irritating noise. Upon seeing the owl, she ran to the window to let it in.
"Oh, Pig" She exclaimed as the owl stumbled inside "You must be freezing! Where have you been? I was worried. What's that you're carrying?" She carefully untied the small package from the bird's legs, as she handed him a bit of owl treat, which it accepted delighted.
"Her-my-own " She heard a sleepy voice mumble near her, a
"Favourite Things"-PotterStyleTelling Ron Weasley he has no emotion,"Favourite Things"-PotterStyle4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Mixing up batches of Polyjuice Potion,
Books, Quills and Parchment with endless knitting,
These are a few of my favourite things.
Duelling and sleuthing and great games of quidditch,
Quaffles and bludgers, broomsticks and snitches,
Chanting for Victor and "Weasley's our King"
These are a few of my favourite things.
Brooding and rapture of winning and fighting,
Eluding capture and scars shaped like lighting,
Hogwarts and friendships and always flying,
These are a few of my favourite things.
When Voldemort's back,
When the Banshee sings,
When Bellatrix gets mad,
I simply remember my favourite things and then I don't feel so bad!
Dance With Me"Ron, you spoiled everything!" Hermione spat, twirling back around to face the red-head heading up the staris. She sat down on the stiar step, and put her hand to her trembling mouth.Dance With Me5 years ago in Teen More Like This
She heard a few snickers from across the room. "Aw, Granger, she's crying. I didn't know mudbloods could cry."
Draco. Hermione could recognize that voice from anywhere.
"Just go away, Malfoy," she shouted at the up coming footsteps, she could see beyond her hand due to her tears, but beyond her hand was a blur. So Draco appeared as a blurry blond figure, bending over to face her. His thumb came into her view, and she flinched. However, the thumb gently wiped her tears from away her eyes, and brushed her rosy cheeks. Draco was gentle, who knew that Draco could be gentle?
"Hush now, Granger. Would you care to dance?" Draco spurt out his last sentence as the musci began to change, and held out his hand to Hermione, who was completely shocked and confused by the gesture and request. Before she could ev
The MaraudersTogether we are unitedThe Marauders3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Just by a simple flaw
We like causing trouble
That is our main cause.
We roam the grounds at night
And transform at full moon
We rarely ever fight
Our friendship can't be ruined.
We are the Marauders
We will be friends for life
And when we get older
Dark forces will turn light.
100 Things Not To Do in HP100 Things Not to Do Should You Ever Find Yourself in the Harry Potter Series100 Things Not To Do in HP9 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Never use a permenant black (or red) sharpie marker draw a Dark Mark on your or someone else's arm as a joke. (This means you CEH...)
2. Don't give Remus a flea collar or any other type of anti-flea merchandise as a gift.
3. Don't hug Fenrir on full moon. (Sorry. Had to put this as part of an inside joke...)
4. Never EVER discuss Voldemort's family history with him.
5. Don't refer to Severus as "Snapie-poo", especially not to his face.
6. Don't REALLY give Dumbledore acid pops! He doesn't enjoy them! That was just the password! O.O
7. Don't ask McGonagall how often she gets hairballs.
8. Don't try to have a staring contest with a basilisk.
9. Don't try to wear a lethifold. (a cloak-like monster that eats people. My online friend told me about this one...)
10. Don't call him Muffin or he'll nail you to the door.
11. Don't bring a My First Chemistry Set to potions class.
12. Don't dance around singing the Po
In FaithEven though she'd been craving rest for hours, Hermione couldn't sleep. She tried burying a little further into her cocoon of blankets then, with an angry noise somewhere between a sigh and a snort, threw them off entirely and pushed herself into a sitting position on her bed.In Faith3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She was alone in the dormitory tonight. Parvati, who had a talent for healing, was helping take care of the injured down in the great hall and Lavender, she realised with a sick feeling, would probably be one of her patients. Over the years she hadn't exactly got as close to the other girls as was customary with those sharing a room, but she still always missed them terribly when they weren't around.
She rubbed both hands hard over her face, wondering if she was going to cry again on what should have been a day for celebration, but then mastered herself and gently swung her legs out of bed where a pair of borrowed slippers had been placed by some thoughtful house elf .Hermione tried for a minute to feel some sens
Brothers"Well...?" George sighed as his twin flopped on the bed that he had claimed the first day of their first year. Fred yawned and laid back over the blankets and his brother's legs as he stared at the canopy with half-lidded eyes.Brothers5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It could be worse," he admitted. George rolled his eyes and plucked at his brother's ginger hair. Both Weasley twins were sporting black eyes and Fred's nose was still bleeding a bit. His left eye was starting to blossom into a lovely shiner as well which made the other wonder if the pain on his own eye meant that he had one to match.
"Mum is going to kill us," he pointed out unnecessarily. Fred groaned.
"Oh yeah," he said as if he had just remembered that Molly Weasley existed.
"Maybe a fight was a bad idea..."
"Ya THINK?!" George hissed as he wiped fresh blood from his own nose. "Damn..."
Fred sat up and began to swab at his brother's nose with his robe sleeve.
"We could just tell the truth," he suggested. "that all those Slytherin gits are cheati
Rose- ScorpiusRose flipped the pages of her book absentmindedly as she sat at a table in the far corner of the library. She was tucked between various shelves, hidden from the view of the hawk-eyed librarian, Madame Pince. Her stomach growled and she closed her book, sighing. She had attempted to smuggle a blueberry muffin from breakfast in to the library but Madame Pince had sniffed it out before she'd barely crossed the threshold.Rose- Scorpius4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now, leaning back in her chair she let her hair fall out behind her. The bushy curls of her mother combined with the flaming red locks of her father always left quite an impression. But now, with no one around to see them, they merely hung there like hair often does. Rose sat forward on her chair and rest her head on her arms. She closed her eyes and waited a few more minutes before she felt arms snake around her from behind. She jumped slightly and turned around in her seat.
"What?" The boy who stood behind her now raised an eyebrow, "Were you expecting someone else?" H
Dramione23: FMA OP 4Dramione23: FMA OP 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
FMA OP 4
"Alright everybody," said Slughorn, "I will pair you all with a partner and you shall read this lesson's chapter together."
Pansy shot up her hand lazily. "Do you think that we are unable to read by ourselves, Professor?" she said sarcastically. The students near her chuckled amusingly.
"Well, Ms. Parkinson, this chapter is rather difficult and long," replied Slughorn, waving a finger at her. "Now, if you would like to read these twenty pages by yourself, which have words that are in small print, and with words , that I assure you, you haven't read before in your life nor will you ever, then you have my permission."
After that Pansy silenced herself. Slughorn then walked backed and forth for a while, before stopping in front of the class. "I haven't had the time to think about who to pair you all up with so I will just choose right now." He paused before pointing at Ron. "Mr. Weasley! You will be with Mr. Nott. Two smart fellows
Why Severus Snape Never...Why Severus Snape Never...8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why Severus Snape Never Answered Stupid Questions
It had been a smashing day so far. He had received a new crate of his favorite tea, a book he had reserved forever ago on theories involving bat spleen had finally become available and two first years had pissed themselves when he swept grandly round a corner.
Yes, a smashing day. And it was only getting better as Severus Snape perched himself behind his desk. Usually the seventh year Slytherin-Gryffindor Potions class was abominable at best. Coupled with the fact that it was DOUBLE Potions last thing on Fridays, the two hours rarely passed by amicably. But this Friday had been very splendid indeed.
He'd caught Macmillan and Granger passing a note between them, giggling like lovesick first years. Watching them from beneath thick lashes, he'd pretended he hadn't noticed right up until the note passed into Potter's fingers. That was when he swooped down magnificently and plucked the folded parchment right from under Potter's nose. The boy
The Potters The man woke up, but he didn't move or open his eyes. Maybe if he stood still for a little while he would fall asleep again; he needed it. He could see from behind his eyelids that the sun was already out, bathing the room with a soft, warm light. He shifted on the bed for some minutes before deciding his brain didn't want him to sleep more than he had. Slowly, he opened one of his bright, almond-shaped green eyes and smiled at the sight of his wife.The Potters2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His wife. Merlin, he felt awesome when he called her his wife. It just felt as if everything in the world was perfect, as if everything was the way it was supposed to be. He opened both eyes and continued to stare at her: he loved watching her sleep. Her bright, silky mane of red hair was sprawled on the pillow and her soft, cherry lips where half-opened. He ran his eyes over her, smiling at the freckles on her face and her bare shoulders, which gave that fiery woman just the right amount o
Dear Mr. PotterDear Mr. Potter,Dear Mr. Potter4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It started ten years ago, when Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone came out. I wasn't familiar with your name yet, coming from a country where not every child has the privilege to read books or even remotely knows your name prior to the movies. Well the movies came out and overnight people knew who you were. My, older brother, younger sister and I went to the local movie house in our small town to watch and as we sat there in the dark, eyes trailed on the screen in front of us, watching Dumbledore march up to the house with Harry in his arms, we fell in love with the magical world of Harry Potter. That moment in the movie house will forever be with me.
I remembered asking my mom for one your books around Christmas before they went to Manila (because 'bookstores' in our town are severely lacking in books), two years after I first watched the movie. Just one book, to see if it's really good as they say it is and when my mom agreed to my request I couldn't he
Good MorningRon wasn't too fond of mornings. He would much rather stay in bed, and get up around noon. He often joked that he would love mornings, if only they came later in the day. Hermione simply called him lazy. She would always be up early, mostly due to the crying of their daughter Rose, and would have showered, dressed and eaten all before Ron had even opened his eyes.Good Morning3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It wasn't that Ron didn't want to get up early in the mornings, truly he did; it was just that he couldn't ever bring himself to do it. The only times he had ever managed to do so was when it was his turn to tend to his daughter, or when his wife was sick.
Ron smiled as he watched his wife sleep soundly next to him. One of her hands was curled protectively around her stomach; the other was clasped gently around his. He pulled her closer to him and placed a kiss on her cheek. Hermione shifted slightly in her sleep before slowly opening her eyes.
"Good morning," she said sleepily.
"Good morning," he replied, his voice somewhat