AddictIt was his addiction that was killing me. How that works I guess I'll never understand. With every pill that he pops I can feel another guilty pang in my chest. It's as though his addiction is all my fault. I wasn't there to catch him in time, I wasn't there to be his fall back crutch, like he'd been mine so many times before. I let him become an addict, so every time that he's detached, every time he's numb and flying high from the Vicodin, it's all my fault.Addict9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When I'm with Julie, I worry about him. I wonder if he's alright, if he ate dinner. I wonder if the pain is just too much for him, and if it's making him do stupid things. As I lie in bed with my beautiful wife, our backs turned to one another, I'm thinking of the beautiful steel cold blue eyes, and I'm wishing that he was mine.
We're at work together again, and he thinks I don't notice the way he tries to rub his leg without anyone noticing. He's in more pain, even though he's taken his pill already. So self-conscious about his
Immunity"Potter, what the hell are those?"Immunity5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Draco Malfoy stared disdainfully at the colored bracelets that adorned the smaller boy's wrist. Harry, upon hearing his boyfriend's words, grinned cheerfully, pulling the rings off and laying them flat on his open palm.
"They're called Silly Bandz! Each color is shaped like something different!"
Draco looked down his nose at them before raising a delicate blond eyebrow. "And where exactly did you find Silly Bandz that represent the four Hogwarts houses?"
Harry's grin widened. "Oh, it was easy. You remember how I spent winter break at the Burrow?" Draco nodded. "Well, we spent one of the days in muggle London. One of the shops we went to had hundreds of these things, but none of them were the right shapes and colors. So, I just bought a bunch of them and transfigured them when I got back!"
Draco looked at him blankly, before letting out a sigh that sounded suspiciously like, "you're an idiot." He shook his head, giving Harry one last disbeliev
HarryxDraco - I KnowI KnowHarryxDraco - I Know6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry x Draco, Draco x OC
[Yeah, this fanfic contains my own character Rozie Noir. She is a black haired gothic girl, with strange attitude; she is sometimes very, very kind to other people and in the blink of an eye, she can be a real bitch. And she is the same age as Draco (she is in Slytherin, which means she is a bit evil) and Harry, just a bit more childish. AND PLEASE DONT JUDGE ME IF THERE IS SOME MISTAKES IN THE HOUSES AND ROOMS, AND YARDS.]
It was a cloudy day of the ending July. Rusted leaves fell down to dark green grass. It was very beautiful time. Most of the Hogwarts students were out having a nice free afternoon without classes. So it was a very nice day. And it was also the day, when Harry Potter couldnt be any more jealous.
He was sitting with his friends on the grass, under a tree. Ron and Hermione were talking about something what didnt interest Harry at all. Actually young Potter was staring at a boy, who was sitting
A moment in TimeDraco loves it when Harry's bright green eyes flick his way.A moment in Time5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Because in that one single second that Harry looks at him he's no longer Draco Malfoy Death Eaters son. Hes Dray, Harry Potters soul mate. And in that one moment Draco knows that no matter what happens Harry will love him. And that, just that, makes everything in the world seem right.
Conquering Loneliness- Part 1Draco Malfoy never believed that gay people were "made"; that you could "turn" someone gay; that someone could switch back and forth between sexual orientations. He never believed it was a choice.Conquering Loneliness- Part 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Draco more than believed it; he knew it. He'd known he was gay for a long time, and he'd been gay for as long as he could remember. He looked back and recalled the feelings he tried so long to suppress, the insecurities in his mind, the secrets he could never tell. He always thought: Why WOULD anybody choose this?
If he could've chosen, he'd be straight as an arrow, no doubt about that. It was so much easier that way, after all. He'd tried the whole girl thing, plenty of times. He would stare at them a lot, trying to muster up some sort of interest in them. He talked to them when he could. He looked at a couple PLAYWARLOCK magazines. Hell, he even kissed a girl once, on a dare. She was pretty too. The problem w
The TruthA blond man and his raven haired companion were sitting in a small Muggle café in London.The Truth4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"How are your books selling?" the blond asked his companion.
"Same as always. The Muggle is still pretending to write them." the raven responded to the blond known as Draco.
"I still can't believe how dumb some Muggles are. They don't even realize that she never wrote them. What did you write her name as? J. K. Rowling?" Draco sneered. In fact, he prided himself on his sneering.
"Muggles are not that dumb. The Ministry just does its job well and yes, that was the 'author' of my books name." Harry countered.
"Too bad you had to leave out some of the best parts. Imagine what would happen when they found out that THE Harry Potter from their favorite books was gay with that ferret Draco Malfoy!"
Grangers Cafe Chap OneGrangers Cafe Chap One5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disclaimer: Hermione decides that the drama in the wizarding world is growing too much. She decides to open up a café in the muggle world, so as to enjoy simplicity during the day. Little does she know that one of the applicants for a job there, will cause a whole new circle of drama for her. And how exactly will her little café benefit Harry and Draco's lives, and how will it banish the drama from both worlds they live in? You know what they say, about Granger's café; her food is like magic, that's what they say, because it keeps all your problems and troubles at bay.
Chapter one: Platform nine and 3/4's
Hermione Jean Granger-Weasley looked on as she watched her daughter speed away on the Hogwarts express, her face gleaming brightly with the anticipation of finally beginning to study magic. Beside her she felt Ron try to hold back his tears, and felt a wave of warmth ripple through her. Little Hugo gnawed hi
Meet my BoyfriendSummary: Draco, Harry and Hermione are graduating from Hogwarts and great friends ever since Harry and Hermione gave him a second chance while Ron didn't want to. Draco's parents are in for a surprise to find out that Harry is their son's boyfriend after learning he's gay. Only Hermione, Remus and Sirius knew of the boys' relationship since Remus and Sirius took Hermione and Harry under their wings. Hermione who lost her parents became Harry's sister when the two men adopted both.Meet my Boyfriend5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Meet My Boyfriend.
"We're graduating right?" Draco ask quietly as the last day of their seventh year of Hogwarts slowly pass by..
Standing next to the tall Slytherin, the brunette laughs as his other friend and adopted sister giggles besides him. Near by Hermione Ron rolls his eyes fighting his distaste for Draco. He doesn't understand why Harry and Hermione want to be friends with the guy that cause their lives to be hell.
Ron snips out
Break What's Already BrokenBreak Whats Already BrokenBreak What's Already Broken8 years ago in General More Like This
Some Fluffy drabble
Timeline-Post-Deathly Hallows, pre-epilogue
Summary- Dracos heart can only take so much. Perhaps an evening out can help him forget this most recent heartbreak.
Authors note: Cedric and Fred arent dead because I said so
Whyd you go and break whats already broken? Ive tried to take a breath but Im already choking. How long till this goes away?
~Hinder- How Long
Draco sat in his pristine flat in an uptown and rich wizarding community. He pressed his forehead against the cool window, feeling the hair in front of his face press upward. Andie was dead. Pansy was probably never going to speak to him again. His parents went into hiding as soon as Draco was accepted into the Auror offices with open arms. He had just gotten home from a very long trip to Romania to break up a Vampire coven that was causing some issues. Since the downfall
Harry's skirt dayDraco:*sitting on bench*Harry's skirt day6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Harry:*runs up* DRACO!!
Draco:*gives "innocent" look* Yes, luv
Harry:Where the FUCK are my PANTS!?
Draco: *points* Hey look a sitch
Harryraco! *runs after
Draco: *turns around* I'll DUEL you for them!*reaches into pocket for wand* Aha ha ha h-- 0.o!? *pulls out air**looks into pocket* ...It's not there....*looks at harry*
Harry:*twiddling Draco's wand* ... You stole my pants, I stole your wand *runs away*
Draco...Trade?* holds up pants*
Hermione:*hiding behind pillar**snapping pictures**runs up** grabs pants and wand*EBAY!!!!!!!
Draco:.....WTF! And what the hell is ebay?
Harry: I'll explain later!*runs after Hermione*
Drarry2 - treehouse chp. 1Harry pushed Draco gently down onto his back.Drarry2 - treehouse chp. 16 years ago in General More Like This
I promise this wont hurt a bit, The raven whispered to the blonde.
Liar, Draco rolled his eyes. Harry laughed and cupped the pale boys face.
Youre right. Itll hurt a little at first but then youll get used to it, He smiled and kissed the boy.
Youll do the right spells wont you? The blonde asked fearfully. Harry grinned and pulled out the Detol. Sorry, Muggle medicine only, were not allowed to use magic outside school. Harry grinned.
Hmph. Bloody Gryffindor. Its only a scratch, Draco muttered.
It was the second week of the holidays and the two boys were currently sitting in a tall tree near Privet Drive. Theyd chosen said tree because its branches were wide and sturdy, and no one could see them. Draco quickly stole a kiss from Harry once the boy had finished and sat back up. He smirked at the surprised look on the br
How?How?How?5 years ago in Settings More Like This
Harry smiled at the ceiling waiting for the pain to end as he felt more of his blood drain from him. Then the pain suddenly spiked and he let a out an inhuman scream. The pain felt as though he was melting, breaking, and being squished all at the same time. After what felt like forever he blacked out.
He awoke in his room on his cold bloody bed and he herd nothing in the house, no breathing, no snoring, no nothing. Harry at first thought he was had fallen deff...He got up and herd the creaking of the wood. He got up and when out of his unlocked room and down the stairs he looked around cupboard and realized they had left...moved on...He was free . He smiled and went to the and saw the locks were still there. He went to the bathroom and got what he needed to unlock the cupboard. He got his stuff and walked out of the house with blood on his clothing. It was about 3 or 4 in the morning so he was able to call the night bus. He g
Crowley, The King of SexyCrowley, The King of Sexy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't like him. I can't like him. I won't like him. Him and his stupid voice and his stupid eyes.....uhg.
How can you like someone who's locked you up, god knows where, strapped you to a table, so that he can torture and get information, you don't even know out of you? He fortunately hasn't really done anything yet, he's been busy doing you don't wanna know what. But every time the bastard comes in your heart flutters betraying you.
Oh shit he's coming. This time it won't matter what he does. It won't matter if he talks with that accent, or if he looks at you with those deep dark eyes. It won't matter.
"Hello darling." Dammit.
"How is my favorite "patient"?". He says with a smirk. "Oh you know the bed is fine, the service is terrible." you reply sarcastically. He chuckles softly. "There you go, keep that humor. It'll get you through this."
The words he was saying were so horrible, but said so silkily. The song "I Hate Everythin
Drarry Chp. 1Drarry Chp. 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Harry felt silly on his way to his classroom. He should have graduated last year with the rest of his class, but because Hermione, Ron and himself skipped their last year to look for Voldemort, he was behind.
"I go out and save the world from the bad guy, and I still have to go back and finish school to become an auror! Of all the rotten luck . . ." Harry thought as he walked to class. There were a few perks though, for example; he mostly had classes with only Ron and Hermione, which infuriated Hermione to no end. He did have his own room. They all did. Although, since Ron and Hermione were dating they mostly ended up sharing Hermione's room. Potions was still as horrid as ever, especially since Malfoy had also dropped out last year and he too had to come back to school.
"It just figures that the one guy I could go without ever seeing again has to be in my potions class." Harry grumbled to himself as he walked into the
Presex chatPresex chat5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Scream_my_name_POTTER has just signed in.
The-boy-who-live-to-screw-Malfoy has just signed in.
Scream_my_name_POTTER: hi potter
The-boy-who-live-to-screw-Malfoy: what's with the 'potter', babe?
Scream_my_name_POTTER: -shrug- it's sexy like you
The-boy-who-live-to-screw-Malfoy: whatever you say lol by the way where the hell
did you get that picture of me?
Scream_my_name_POTTER: which one?
The-boy-who-live-to-screw-Malfoy: the one you're using for a display picture
Scream_my_name_POTTER: oh um -blush- I took it when you weren't looking in the shower.
The-boy-who-live-to-screw-Malfoy: this is exactly why I don't let you use the magical camera scowl-
Scream_my_name_POTTER: that's cruel potter and you know it
The-boy-who-live-to-screw-Malfoy: no what's cruel, Malfoy, is when you tease me going for a blowjob and then stop, smirk and roll over to get to sleep. Yes I remember bastard.
Scream_my_name_POTTER: what? Are you kidding me? You're still
Crowstiel no. 1Crowley was reaching the end of his tether. Six bloody months he'd been searching for purgatory with the angel rebel, and not a scrap of anything had turned up. However, as Castiel walked into the room Crowley realised that there were some perks.Crowstiel no. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello Crowley." ohh, he was so... sexily angelic. Crowley had hid his true feelings for about the first five minutes since they had started working together, but when he couldn't contain himself any longer he had realised that Cas's time in the brothel had taught him that he was the ultimate misfit. A gay, rebel angel. Since then the pair had had a lot of fun.
"So is it work time or playtime, darling?" Crowley grinned.
"I'll leave it up to you... darling?"
"Oh, you're learning fast sweetheart, but you leave the flirting to me and stick to what you're good at... and I know what you're good at, darling."
"Shall we begin?"
"Ooh, yes please, sweetheart." And they did. Cas's ha
The Dance - pt3(Continues with Draco's PoV.)The Dance - pt36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I haven't seen that Potter boy for two hours I've been avoiding him. I still don't know how I'm going to get him. I mean, it is not so big thing to dance with me, right?
My mind has been one big mess within these days. I am so mad at Harry and then again I seem to understand him so well
I don't even know why it's so important to me to get him dance with me before everybody's gazes. I am so scared of it, and so excited just to see their faces. And what are they going to say about it - I don't give a damn.
And that was when the truth hit me. The simplest question
Why do I want to do this?
Well, of course there was one reason I wanted to be with Harry in public, to show others that people change and it is for good to be different. And certainly, to let others be jealous about me having Harry all by myself. That was absolutely the best part.
But why I don't want to do this?
There is just no reason. Or it has one thing by its side
Do You Remember?Do You Remember?Do You Remember?8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Do you remember the time we tried to flip over the bar on those swingy things? And then your stupid cousin tried it too? Wasn't that hilarious?"
"You were there?"
"Yes, don't you remember that? I was the only one to play with you that day. All the other kids seemed to avoid you completely."
"I remember now. My aunt had taken us to the play park, but my cousins friends were there too, so I was too scared to do anything. And no one wanted to be my friend when I was little because of my cousin. So that was you?"
"You looked so lonely sitting by yourself in the sand. My aunt had taken me to that play park so I could learn to make friends."
"But your aunt was in prison!"
"Not that aunt. My other aunt, the one who shamed Mother's family. Mother wasn't too please when she found out about my little trip."
"I can't believe that was you! You were so sweet back then. You protected me from my cousin, do you remember?"
"Well, he was being a git to you, and you were m
Same Interests"Oh, Mike! Harvey wanted me to tell you that he was gone to see a client."Same Interests4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mike Ross sighed heavily through his nose, how typical of his boss to leave when he was supposed to give him something. "Any idea where he went, Donna?" The red-headed secretary shook her head. "Sorry kitten, wish I could help."
Mike turned to leave, before turning back to Donna, wanting to ask her a question he had wanted to ask her since they met. "You ever work at a temp job?" Donna looked at him strangely. "I don't think that's any of your business, but yes. Why do you want to know?"
Mike shrugged casually, "You know me, just wanted to know." He quickly walked away from the bewildered secretary, trying to hide his huge grin.
Harvey walked down the row of cubicles until he got to the one with his associate in it. "Mike, everyone has gone home. Why are you still here?" Mike never looked up from his computer screen as he read something. "Doing work." He muttered.
Harvey smirked at his protégé as
JohnLockTitel: JohnLockJohnLock3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Genre: romance i guess?
Author's note: this is 100% fictional
'John, have you seen my phone?' Sherlock asked me. I looked up and frowned.
'Why?' I asked. He never used his phone.
'Because I need it' He said while throwing stuff everywhere and making a mess of the apartement. I sighed.
'It's on the table' I said. He threw everything off the table and found his phone by hearing a soft tud when it landed on the floor. He picked it up and started tapping away. It looked like he was doing something hard, because he had a kind of pained expression on his face. I thought about what he could be doing, but decided to shrug it off and continued to read the paper. I was just about to read something about drunken driving or something, when my phone bleeped, saying I got a text. I picked it up from the little table and saw it was from Sherlock. I frowned and looked at him. He was staring at his feet. Weird, I thought. I opened it.
'Hey John, I think I may kind
That's All I Needed to HearReal Title: The Five People Who Didn't Get to Harvey Specter, and the One Person Who Did.That's All I Needed to Hear4 years ago in Romance More Like This
1. His Mother
Harvey's mother was alright. It never really helped when she told him that he was going to be a nothing all his life. That he was going to bullshit his way through life, hanging onto meager jobs and never get married.
Well, he never did want to get married, but he wasn't going to be working at fast food joints like she thought. Even with his low income, he was going to go to Harvard and become a damn good lawyer.
His mother's scoffed at him, and even his friends chuckled when he said what he wanted to be, but he was damn stubborn and determined.
"I'm putting my neck on the line for you, and my money, so you better not screw up!" Harvey just chuckled at the angry older woman. "It's not even a big deal! I just go to Harvard and get a degree. Simple." Jessica, his boss, gave him a look that just screamed anger and
Johnlock"Sherlock, I don't understand." John Watson looks at his flatmate, Sherlock Holmes, deeply in the eyes.Johnlock3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What's there not to understand, John?" Sherlock seems to pin John in his place with his gaze.
"You said that..." John looks down at his feet, not knowing where else to go with that statement.
"That, I did, John, and what's your answer?" He stares down at the ex-army doctor.
"Yes." John looks up at his friend and bites his lip.
"Yes?" Sherlock looks at him, a slightly amused expression on his face.
"Yes. Why did you ask me, out of anyone you know you asked me. Why?"
"Because I know you...and I trust you." John smiles at Sherlock.
"Really?" Sherlock nods.
"I always have." John smiles wider.
"Thank you." Sherlock looks at him, genuinely puzzled.
"Asking me to come along." Sherlock shrugs noncommittally.
"Like I said. I trust you above everyone else." John smiled again.
"Do you want to go back to the flat, make some tea?" Sherlock shrugs again.
"Might as well...Lestrade is s
Johnlock - Your Experiment? - Fluff"Sorry Sir, we can't let you past here."Johnlock - Your Experiment? - Fluff3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't worry, he's with me."
Sherlock reached out and lifted the the crime scene tape for me to duck under. I nodded a thanks and followed him across the street to the house in question. We were working with new recruits, people who had only heard rumours of Sherlock's genius, and a few looks were tossed our way as we entered the building.
I followed him closely, and we ascending the stairs, although Sherlock had more of a skip in his step than I did, so I lagged behind. He entered the room, and was already throwing around conclusions and analysis results before I entered the room.
Watching him work continued to be a source of amazement for me. You would have thought that eventually watching his mind work would have become monotonous, but yet I stood back and watched as he checked under every surface and observed every possible conclusion to the case. He certainly was a great specimen. He faced Mycroft and gave him his conclusions, which even ha