Tribute to Fred WeasleyRed hair, happy smile, determined.Tribute to Fred Weasley4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was so young.
He was so beautiful.
I wish I could say he lived a happy life.
He was a stunning flower that died; after the snow came down.
When Fred Weasley died in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, I shed enough tears to fill a glass of water to the top. It wasn't possible. Fred couldn't have.
He was charming, handsome, funny. He most certainly did not deserve to die.
I was shocked when I read the words on paper, my eyes filled with tears. And seeing it on the big screen, it just made me sob, go to sleep thinking about him, like he was someone I loved, somebody I knew personally.
Most people were shocked by Fred's death, by everyone's death.
Snape, Remus, Tonks. Everyone.
They all seemed to be apart of us. We grew up with them all. One night, recently after reading those sad words, I started to go deep into thought. What George must have gone through, seeing his twin brother, lie dead on the floor, how hard that would be for him.
She Would Have Said YesShe Would Have Said Yes7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sirius Black stood with his hands braced on the fridge in his kitchen, he hung his head as low as it would go, gripped the small object in his right hand tightly and sighed.
...This is how James found him a few minutes later...
He tried for a few conversation starters, but something like Id give you a hug buddy, but that would be a little gay, seemed rather jerk-ish at the moment. He settled for giving Sirius a squeeze on the shoulder.
Sirius stiffened and then brushed James away, Thanks Prongs, he managed, but Id like to be left alone right now.
No problem, Ill tell everyone you said thankyou for attending.
Sirius nodded, not trusting his voice.
Sirius Black had not been able to make even the very small speech he had wanted to at the funeral, he counted it as a personal failure on his part... hed had to get Remus to read it for him...
There at last when the marllon-leaves were falling, but spring had not
Remus' BallsA/N: Remus/Sirius slashRemus' Balls7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Word Count: 350
James Potter and Peter Pettigrew were making their way to their door room when a voice made them stop.
Oh, Moony. It was their friend Sirius Black. Have I told you how much I love your balls?
They heard a chuckle, Youve told me tons of times, Pads. It was their other friend, and Sirius new boyfriend, Remus Lupin.
But you dont understand. Theyre perfect. They fit in my hands and theyre the right size!
James and Peter look at each other with disgusted looks. Sirius and Remus and been going out for a while now but they didnt know that they had gone that far yet. They didnt want to hear anymore but they leaned in closer.
You always say that, they heard Remus say. They also heard a bed squeak.
But its true. And theyre the best tasting balls Ive ever had. Oh! I have an idea. Lets share them with Prongs and Wormtail.&
Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 05Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 055 months ago in Romance More Like This
"I would like to know, why you guys are following me. " You asked with an irk mark on your forehead.
"We.. um.. thought it would be great to know you better!"
"And how can we let a little girl like yourself to go alone"
"Sting, you already know me. So there's nothing more to know about me. And Rogue, if you please, stop treating like a little girl. I'm old enough to travel by myself. I thought I told you guys yesterday that I'll go alone" You stated annoyingly.
"But, Sting-kun, um.. I mean we all like to hang out with you" It was Lector.
"Fro thinks so, too" You blushed lightly at his cuteness.
"Seems like I have no other" You said hugging the green exceed like he was a stuffed animal. Frosch too was seemed to okay with that. He hugged you in return. Lector is now sitting on your right shoulder.
You didn't care for the boys, but was keeping an eye on them as you walked down the street. Even you acted like you didn't care for them, the truth was you cared deeply for them.
Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 04Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 045 months ago in Romance More Like This
"I've heard that this is the best restaurant in here"
"Have you been here before?" Lucy asked while taking a seat.
"Nope. But I've heard that this is the best restaurant in this island" You said checking at the menu.
"It sure is! Look at these foods!" Both Lector and Sting exclaimed looking at the foods on other tables.
"Choose whatever you want, I'll pay for you" You said passing the menu to the others.
"(y/n) is the best! Well, I want this, this, and this, plus this! And this one for the desert!" Sting exclaimed with a huge grin on his face.
You anime sweat dropped.
"I'll have the same as Sting" Rogue also joined him. You clearly saw that he was smirking.
"We want fish!" It was exceeds.
'Why did I ever say that I'll pay for them..' You thought to yourself, sighing.
"What about you two?" You turned to the girls.
"We'll have this" Both girls said together.
"So what is this festival all about?" Lucy asked Yukino.
"They say that this is the Golden Dragon's week"
You almost ch
Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 02Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 025 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey good morning (y/n)!" You walked through the guild hall as guild members greeted you good morning as you passed by. Finally you came near to the bar. "Ohayo Mira-chan!'' You greeted Mirajane as you take a seat. "Hey (y/n)-chan! Did you find an apartment yet?? Mira-san told me that you lost previous apartment because of your last mission" Lucy also joined you.
"Aye Lu-chan! I'm staying at Fairy Hills!"
"Fairy Hills?! But the rent costs 100,000a month, right!?"
"(y/n)-chan is just like Happy!" Lucy teased you.
"Happy? The blue exceed?"
"Yeah! Natsu's friend" Lucy said while pointing her index finger at Happy.
"Lu-chan seems very close to Natsu huh?" Lucy blinked at your question.
"Well um yeah.. He's my team mate after all.. I guess.."
" 'I guess' ??..." You looked at the dragon slayer who's fighting with the ice wizard
Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 01Dragon Slayer (Natsu x Reader x Twin Dragons) : 016 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Tadaima!" (I'm home!) Your honey-sweet voice came from fairy tail's entrance. Everyone turned to look at you in a surprise. You wore a (outfit) and black high-heeled ankle boots. Your black colored, long, straight, hime-style, hair falling over your chest, and milky white face, with large dazzling black eyes and cherry lips.
You were so attractive and everyone's mesmerized by your appearance. Some people didn't recognize you, but others did. Master Makarov was just tried to say something, but Natsu was quick to break the silent and came toward you. "I've never seen you around here before! Welcome to the fairy tail!" He said with a wide grin. Master Makarov face palmed and you were sulking in a corner. Natsu seemed questioned. "Hidoi yo Natsu. Don't you remember me?" You asked while looking at him with teary puppy eyes. Natsu tilted his head wandering how yo
Gred and Forge HP SPOILERSGred and ForgeGred and Forge HP SPOILERS8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Arthur and Fred,"
"I'm George! Can't you even tell us apart when we're Harry?"
"Only yanking your wand, I'm Fred really-"
The hardest thing I ever had to do was walk into 93 Diagon Alley without you. For a place that celebrated pranks and good times it felt suddenly black and heavy, suffocating. Nothing but a great big bloody reminder of every moment I'd ever spent with you. Each product stirred another memory - hours and hours of experimenting, blowing ourselves up, wracking our brains for ideas, searching the halls for a willing guinea pig. How could I stand in that shop day after day selling people laughs? I felt like they didn't have the right to smile, not in our shop, not without you. The first week was shit. I wanted to punch every customer that walked through the door. It was worse when the regulars asked after you. I'd always reply 'the selfish sod got himself killed and left me to look after the shop'. Drew me a few funny l
R is for RevengeSummary: A Harry Potter one-shot. With Charlie's help, six-year-old Ron gets some payback after one of Fred and George's pranks.R is for Revenge4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"No, Ron. L-M-N-O."
"Elemeno isn't a letter. It's L as in love, M as in magic, N as in nogtail and O as in owl."
Ron blinked. "Oh. Sorry."
"That's alright," Mrs. Weasley said wearily, waving her handit was the sort of mistake she had correct for each of his older brothers at one point. "Keep going."
"Um, L...M...N...O...um, O...O "
Ron jumped as Mrs. Weasley sighed, standing up. "Just a moment!" She turned back to her youngest son. "Just work on it until I get back," she instructed.
She left the room, trudging upstairs to where Ginny was screaming from her and Ron's bedroom. Ron turned back to the kitchen ta
A Rush to SafetyHermione turned and walked straight through the purple fire.A Rush to Safety4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a weird sensation: though she could see that she was standing in the flames, she couldn't feel anything except the icy potion that was coursing through her veins. She passed through the fire and opened the door before the potion could wear off, and she was back in the chamber with the passed out troll.
She ran very quickly across the chamber, holding her robes up to cover her nose as she got close to the troll. Once at the other side, she wrenched open the door to get to Ron and then to get Dumbledore.
Crossing the giant chess set, Hermione saw Ron still lying on the floor, not moving. She ran over to him as fast as she could, kneeling down next to him.
"Ron? Ron! Please wake up!" she said, some tears starting to fall down her cheeks. She shook Ron roughly, slapped his face, yet he still showed no signs of coming round.
"Oh please, please, don't be dead, Ron, come on," she continued, her tears falling freely. It
Dear FredDear FredDear Fred4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mum suggested I write you this letter, told me it would make me feel better. I don't see how because you can't see it and I won't get to see your reaction to it, but I don't have anything to lose, so here we are.
It's been a year since you died. Everything is still the same, but somehow, it feels different. The joke shop is still as strong as it was with you here. Ron is helping me out but the little git doesn't appreciate my jokes and ideas as much as you did.
I miss you so much, Fred. I keep thinking about how I never got to say my final good-bye to you and tell you how much I love you. I do love you. I hope you knew that even though we never said it much to each other. Or anyone else.
I'm struggling. I'm not going to lie to you, Fred. I pretend like I am okay, I laugh, I joke around, but my heart is still hurting. I want to hug you, pull pranks with on Ron and Hermione when they start snogging, to hear you again. I pray every night hoping your having fun with Tonks, encour
Erised1991.Erised4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"That was a close one, Georgie," Fred Weasley grinned at his twin brother, "I thought for sure old Filch'd hear the door creaking."
"Maybe he's deaf," George grinned back, rubbing his pyjama-clad arms to keep them warm in the chilly room, "It'd explain why he relies on that bloody cat to do all his dirty work."
Fred chortled before turning and looking about the room they had just snuck into. It was one of the many unused classrooms scattered about Hogwarts. Old furniture was stacked in the corners and the chalkboard was covered with a dusty cloth. It was this that drew his attention.
"Hey George, let's write stuff on the blackboard. Who knows when they'll decide to use this room next? It could be years. It'd be like writing to the people of the future." And without waiting for his brother's reply he raced across the room to search for a piece of chalk. George found himself looking at the old furniture instead. Most of it was rather commonplace for an old classroom: broke
Don't go"But why"Don't go4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Have to go?" The five- year- old twins whined as they tugged at Charlie's sleeve.
"Because it's his time to go to Hogwarts." Molly said softly as she pulled Fred and George off of Charlie.
"Go to?" The twins asked.
"In a few years." Arthur said.
"How many?" They asked.
"You two can go in six years." Percy said matter-of-factly as he straightened his glasses.
"But we wanna go now." The mischevious twins whined as they glared at Percy. They shot indentical pleading looks at Charlie as he started to head towards the train. "Don't go." They begged.
"I'm sorry guys, I have to." Charlie said as he ruffled both of their hair.
"Don't worry boys." Molly started, "Bill and Charlie will be home for Christmas." She said before shooting her older boys a dark look. "Won't you?"
"Of course Mum." Bill said as the train whistle blew. The elder boys hopped on the train and waved their family good-bye.
Charlie sat with his head in his hands as he remembered when Fred a
Talking Backwards Ch. 2A/N: Remus and Sirius slashTalking Backwards Ch. 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Word Count: 1,316
"He can't be serious," said a stunned James as everyone turned back to their lunches.
"Fo esruoc ton," said Sirius. "I ma." Remus turned to the boy and hit his head. "TAHW?!?"
"Now is not a time for jokes," answered Remus. James and Peter were laughing in the background; Sirius turned to them and stuck out his tongue. Remus sat down at the table and returned to his own lunch.
"What are you going to do about classes, Padfoot?" asked Peter.
Before Sirius could open his mouth, Remus answered for him. "He's going to stay silent."
Sirius was going to open his mouth to argue, but James beat him to the punch. "What happens if a teacher wants an answer from him?"
Sirius tried to answer, but was interrupted, again. "Remus will have to talk for him," suggested Peter.
"What? Why me?" cried Remus.
"Because," reasoned Peter, "You're the only one who can understand him."
James looked at Remus, "Why is that?"
"I I I don't know," stammered
Mark of the Beast -Drarry-Ch4Several Months EarlierMark of the Beast -Drarry-Ch44 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sirius Black sat before the Minister of Magic, his head held high. He was in what would be the muggle equivalent to being within a judge's chambers, and the only reason he was, was because of something that Albus Dumbledore had convinced him of. There was one sure way to get his name cleared, that's what the Headmaster had told him. But whether or not it would work The vial of clear liquid was held out before him, and his eyes turned to look up at Dumbledore, needing the reassurance that he was doing the right thing. The old wizard nodded, and Sirius took the vial, uncorking it. He shut his eyes, tilted his head back and drank the whole bottle.
A shudder ran through his body, the potion taking effect almost instantly. His eyes fell on his lap, hands folded there. "Now then Mister Black James and Lily Potter were your friends correct?" the Minister asked him looking at the escaped convict over his desk. Sirius nodded. "Do you know how they were t
Talking Backwards Ch. 4A/N: Remus and Sirius slash from, like, three years ago >.>Talking Backwards Ch. 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
Word Count: 2,579
"Now," started Remus. "You and I both know you're much better at potions. Agreed?"
Sirius nodded his head, "Sey." He put his book and parchment next to Remus' book.
"So, my 'help' would be what, exactly?"
"Llew. I saw gnipoh taht uoy dluow etirw ti rof em."
"I'm not going to write it for you. That's cheating, and I'm not in the mood."
"Esaelp, Ynoom. Rof Em?"
"No. And stop giving me those puppy-dog eyes." Sirius stuck his tongue out at his friend. He was about to get up but Remus grabbed his arm. "I never said I wouldn't help you write it, though."
Sirius engulfed him and a hug, "Sknaht Sumer. Os " He grabbed the book and opened it up to a random page, "Erehw od ew tarts?"
Remus grabbed the book, turned it to the right page, and gave it back to him. "Why don't you write down what you know about the potion and then let me read it. I'll fix as much as I can." When he saw the glint in the other
Meaningful Moments Ch. 2"Meaningful moments throughout Remus Lupin's life. Starting from when he was bitten by Greyback until his death in the Battle of Hogwarts. There will be slash in this story but will be as canon as possible."Meaningful Moments Ch. 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: As mentioned above, there will be SLASH! So, if you don't like, don't read.
A Hogwarts Letter?
"What do you want for your birthday breakfast?" Remus' mother asked when he entered their small kitchen.
Remus covered his mouth as he yawned before sitting on the stool at the table. Because it was his birthday, his mother had gotten up early to start making the cake and any other treat she knew he'd want. It had been like this for as long as he could remember and he knew why.
"Pancakes?" he asked with sheepish smile when he realized he hadn't answered his mother yet. "With strawberries and lots of apple butter?"
His mother made a disgusted face, but Remus knew she was only joking. After all, he got his love for weird food combinations from her.
Mark of the Beast -Drarry-Ch5August.Mark of the Beast -Drarry-Ch54 years ago in Romance More Like This
The full moon was hidden behind the clouds, the air outside in the night was cool; fall would be there soon. The long stems of the plants that surrounded the Burrow swayed in the darkened sky. It was a normal ritual for them, Remus and Sirius were out wandering in their forms of Padfoot and Moony, the two old friends playing like nothing bad had ever happened, that they weren't betrayed by someone they had thought to be a friend. The Weasleys were inside; along with other various members of the Order of the Phoenix, and of course Hermione Granger. It promised to be a quiet evening, but of course Harry couldn't do anything but worry.
He was always worrying about different things, but tonight it was because of her, Ginny Weasley. He could tell that she liked him much more than he believed she should, than he knew she should. Harry just had not had the heart to tell her that he could never love her, be attracted to her, or do anything with her other than being a friend or b
Fred Never Left GeorgeHere I am, sitting on our bed at home. Yes, I still call it our bed. How are you, Fred? I'm doing well now, I guess. I took your advice. I've never felt happier this year.Fred Never Left George5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We planned our future the night before you left me. We were going to share a mansion and our kids would be best friends, remember? We were supposed to chase each other using wheelchairs when we became old and grew white hair. I'm sure you would still admit that you were better looking.
They tell me I barely ate for weeks. The hunger is nothing compared to the pain of losing you. When I look in the mirror, sometimes I wonder if it's you I'm looking at. But it can't be. The pale-faced, thin, person with eyebags in the mirror never even smiled. Even on our gloomy days, you'd always stay positive and cheer me up with your smile, Fred.
I feel so lonely walking on the streets with nobody by my side. If you were here, I bet we'd be waving like idiots to the strange
Tale of the Black SistersTale of the Black Sisters:Tale of the Black Sisters9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In being an account of the three of the Incident of Halloween night of the year 1966:
Taken from the permanent records of one Argus Filch:
Name: Andromeda Black
"I had bought a prank wine glass through owl-order last month and had given it to my sister Bellatrix. When she drank from it her lips turned bright blue, but she didn't notice.
It happened right before her blind date so she was pretty mad when she found out why he was laughing at her. She had thought it was because he was a Gryffindor, but-
She told me as soon as she got into the common room that she'd get back at me, so I was suspicious last week when she told me that some boy wanted to talk to me in the library at midnight on Halloween.
Well, I told my other sister Narcissa that a boy she liked, that Lucius Malfoy, wanted to meet her and she went in my place. That's
Meaningful Moments Ch. 5"Meaningful moments throughout Remus Lupin's life. Starting from when he was bitten by Greyback until his death in the Battle of Hogwarts. There will be slash in this story but will be as canon as possible."Meaningful Moments Ch. 52 years ago in Humor More Like This
Why is Peter a rat?
Remus tiredly walked up the stairs to the dorm. His entire afternoon had been spent studying in the library – fifth year really was as hard as they said – and he simply wanted to relax a bit before dinner. Much like his friends had been doing since morning, like ever Saturday.
With a sigh, Remus shifted his bag to his other shoulder and placed his hand on the door to open it. But, before it got very far he realized that the others – who had been acting very secretive recently – were whispering inside.
It had been a while since a prank had been pulled and Remus feared he was their intended victim. That is, until he recalled the last time they tried something on him and he quickly relaxed. Let’s just say t
Couch - A Drarry TaleHermione broke the couch.Couch - A Drarry Tale4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She hadn't meant to, of course, but it was what it was and what it was was that Hermione, 8 months pregnant, was a big unit and that couch was almost as old and she was.
It had taken two cups of herbal tea and all the flattery in the world to stem the unbelievable flow of tears that ensued but when she was finally gone, the couch was still broken.
Harry and Draco stood staring at it with a curious undertone of sadness.
"This is weird..." Harry finally murmured, "It's weird, right?"
Draco paused, "Well, we've had it since we moved in. We christened it that first night."
Harry smirked at the memory, "There was nothing holy about what we did on that couch."
Draco scoffed his agreement.
"We can just repair it." he suggested, flourishing his wand lazily.
Harry thought about it.
"I dunno. Maybe we could do with a new couch?"
Draco sighed, "Oh Merlin, this isn't going to turn into another one of your crusades for furniture that matches the apartment, is it?"
Slightly DisturbedSlightly DisturbedSlightly Disturbed4 years ago in Humor More Like This
It had been Mum's idea. The therapist, that is. She thought it would help the family cope with our situation. Mainly me considering. In all honesty, going to St. Mungo's to sort out my problems was the last thing I needed. But I'd like to see you try saying no to my mother. Especially when she's as torn up as she is.
"So," the elderly man smiled as he looked at me through his smudged glasses, "how are feeling today? Better?"
I shook my head.
"No? Tell me about it."
I shook my head again, "There's nothing much to say. Not much has changed since Monday."
He crossed his legs, allowing the argyle socks to peek out from underneath his trousers. "Well, let's start with the little things then."
"Uh," I started as my mind searched for the tiny differences, "I ate some pudding last night. Made some hangover potion. Oh! I bought an owl!"
"Well, that's new."
"Named 'em Griswold. He has a tendency to bite though." I raised my hand and wiggled my fingers, displaying the man
Fred Weasley Tribute Chp. 1Fred Weasley Tribute Chp. 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"This town in colder now,
I think it's sick of us.
It's time to make a move,
I'm shaking off the rust."
It was so quiet, so much different than how it used to be. This house used to be so filled with laughter, with joy. With happiness. There was none of that now. Looking around the flat that I had shared with Fred now seemed so dim, so empty without him. It was like all the happiness had been drained, forever lost with him.
Grabbing a sweater I shrugged it over my head as I walked out the door. Making my way across the street to the woods took little time, but in my mind every step seemed longer than it really was. Walking in the woods had always seemed to calm me. Maybe just for a second I could pretend that this was all just a bad dream and that Fred was walking beside me. But then reality came crashing back down with a vengeance, only to remind me of how very alone I was. This place used to be ours. It was sacred ground to us, it was a place that we woul