Our Final Goodbyes.Our Final Goodbyes.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I couldn't believe it. James wrapped an arm around me, and I completely lost it. If we hadn't been dating since the beginning of the year, I would've pondered why James was here with me. He hugged me close and let me cry onto his shoulder, Remus holding onto my other hand for comfort. Right now, all I wanted to do was shrivel up into a ball and die. Especially with the looks Tuney kept shooting in my direction, as if this was all my fault. Vernon was with her, the whale doing nothing to ease the obvious pain my sister was feeling. I couldn't believe it. Mum and Dad had been found at home, dead. Nobody's entirely sure who did it, but by the rather obvious looks of it, they had been tortured to death by Death Eaters. I was a little surprised with how James reacted when he found out. He'd been planning to be an Auror since we were twelve, and this seemed to ignite the passion for the job, wanting to avenge my parents' death. I didn't object in any way. Though I don't plan on being an Auro
StandOctober 31st, 1981Stand3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lily had fallen asleep with the tattered book in her lap. She had read Pride and Prejudice countless times, but never seemed to enjoy it any less. James could not comprehend why she loved it so much; it was tedious and long, full of too much talking and not enough fighting.
"Lily," he murmured into her hair. "Lily." She stirred, opening her eyes halfway, and smiled sleepily at him. "We should go upstairs to sleep. We'll both have backaches tomorrow if we stay here." She nodded and sat up, stretching.
A soft cracking sound reached their ears. Husband and wife stopped dead, suddenly no longer tired.
"James, the spells "
The horrifying, high-pitched cackle reached their ears. The one that invaded their nightmares every night.
You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Loyal, Impulsive...MaraudersSecond YearLoyal, Impulsive...Marauders3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Sirius! Peter! I've got it!" James hissed excitedly, dropping a large book on the table where they had spread out their homework.
"I've figured out why Remus keeps disappearing!"
Peter looked confused. "His mum has some long-lasting illness, doesn't she?"
"Peter, don't you find it odd that Remus' mum gets deathly ill exactly once a month?"
"Yeah. And he disappears for two days and comes back looking like he was in a fight with one of Hagrid's monsters."
"More like all of them," Sirius said, now interested. "And keep your voice down, Madam Pince is dying to throw me out of here."
"Right, so I got this bizarre hunch, and I checked the lunar calendar against the days that he's missed. He's always gone on the full moon!"
It took a moment for that to sink in, and Sirius' eyes grew huge, filled with excitement . "No... there's no way "
Your Surrender"So how about here?"Your Surrender4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Merlin, no!" Lily said exasperatedly as he felt the frustration build in his shoulders.
Their first date was not going as he planned. He had wanted to sweep her off her feet and make her melt at how romantic he was. Though, after she said she didn't want to go to the Three Broomsticks, he had to come up with something new. Snow was beginning to fall around them as he waved at a few mates that were heading over to the Hog's Head.
Turning to look across at Lily, she was staring up at the snow as if she'd been waiting for it. Her deep emerald eyes seemed to sparkle as the snowflakes collected on her eyelashes and throughout her red hair. She looked gorgeous, slightly dusted with shimmering powder as she stuck out her tongue slowly to catch a stray flake. It gave him an idea.
"Stay here, will you? Don't leave, I promise I'll be right back," he put up his hands and grabbed her shoulders as if planting her into the ground. She ki
If You're Not the OneJames had been hoping it would snow that evening, even just a tiny bit. Hogsmead always looked so beautiful during a gentle snowfall, that it was always worth braving the cold just to see it. As it was, it had not snowed, and his date with Lilyhis one shotwas falling apart.If You're Not the One3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Please, Lily, he was repeating in his head. Please give me a second chance.
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?
James' mind was racing at a hundred kilometers per hour, trying to reassure himself that it would all work out. After all, if he and Lily weren't meant for each other then why had her agreement to go out with him caused him such sheer elation that he performed a rather embarrassing victory dance (unfortunately witn
Hermione Granger's Sorting Ceremony"Granger, Hermione!" Professor McGonagall read aloud from the long roll of parchment in her hands.Hermione Granger's Sorting Ceremony3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hermione almost ran to the stool and eagerly put the hat on her head. And then, she waited.
"Hmm, very clever, I see " a voice whispered on her ear. "With quite a thirst for knowledge "
Hermione had read about the sorting process in «Hogwarts a History», and knew that whatever she thought about at the moment, the hat would "hear". Besides it had said in its song that «There's nothing hidden in your head, the sorting hat can't see».
"Hmm You would be a good Ravenclaw but there's more to you than just wit and cleverness I see bravery as well. Hmm You could fit in Gryffindor too "
The hat went quiet as though as it was thinking about it. Hermione waited patiently, waiting for the hat to decide.
"You have both the qualities of a Ravenclaw and a Gryffindor I see that you could do great in both of them Even so, you're more o
Lily and James Fan Fiction'Today', Lily thought, 'is the last day I am going to be known as a sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To think, I only have one more year to go.'Lily and James Fan Fiction9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lily was down in the common room, pretending to read a book, while she waited for her friends Kyra and Cora. She had told them to pack the night before but as always, they waited until the very last possible moment to pack. Lily shook her head, when would they ever learn. Those two were the biggest procrastinators she had ever met. She thought six years of being friends would change them into some of her habits, but it seems old habits die-hard.
"When will they ever learn," Lily said to herself.
"You know, talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity," a voice said from behind her.
"Potter, my day was going great and you just have to go and ruin it don't you?" Lily said turning the page of her book, not looking up to him.
"That's what I'm here for," James said with a smile. He sat down next to her on the couch and
James's Sketchbook -- ProloguePrologue The Seventh Hogwarts ExpressJames's Sketchbook -- Prologue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
So this was it. Lily could hardly believe that this moment had come. Until recently, this day had seemed so far away, but here it was. The days had slipped by so quickly since she had received the letter with the Head Girl badge. Where had the summer gone? Seventh year. Where had the past seven years gone?
Lily took her violin case from her father and gave him a one armed embrace.
"I'll miss you," he whispered in her ear.
"You know it's only until Christmas."
"But still " Mr. Evans gazed at his daughter. "You've grown up so much. Remember the first time we brought you here?"
Smiling, Lily nodded.
"Must we go through the same routine every year?" sighed Petunia. She stood with her arms crossed, looking disdainfully at the Hogwarts Express, her nose wrinkled up in disgust. Last night, Petunia had declared she would not to come to see her sister off, as she had done every year since the first trip to Platform Nine and Three Quarters
I Won't SayIf there's a prize for rotten judgmentI Won't Say4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I guess I've already won that
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that!
If picking losers for boyfriends was an Olympic sport, I'd have the gold. Only two weeks had passed and Amos had already been caught ditching class to make out with his new girlfriend. Three times.
So, I'd sworn off men. Because really, they're not worth the heartache. That part of my life was history.
I let my chin sink down to the desk and looked up at the students around me:
Erin, one of my best friends, was taking notes next to me; which was a bit odd. I always took notes in Transfiguration; she usually dozed off. Today, I was hardly paying attention at all.
Nikky was on Erin's left side, watching a spider weave a web in the corner. I looked to the other side where Black was admiring his own reflection in the window, clearly pleased, and Potter was tipping his cha
Should've Said NoLily happened to be in a good mood when she walked into the Head Girl's suite Wednesday afternoon. She had just aced a test in Transfiguration (which was far from her best subject), and Amos Diggory, her boyfriend, had promised that he would go for a walk with her around the lake. As she wandered around the room, humming softly and picking up a stray sock here and there, a folded note that sat in the center of her pillow caught her eye. Her humming stopped as she picked up the parchment and read it.Should've Said No4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What you do with this is your business, but I suggest you go look behind the fourth floor tapestry of six knights hunting.
Lily reread the single sentence several times, trying to figure out who might have written it. It wasn't James and his friends; she could recognize any of their handwriting because of all their detentions and pranks, not to mention all of the annoying letters James sent in an attempt to ask her out.
Eventually though, curiosity won over, and Lily left the room.
Always"Stay close to me," he had said as they walked down the crowded corridor. The girl clutched his hand tightly as he pulled her closer. They were now walking shoulder to shoulder. He could feel her breath on his cheek. They began to walk faster, moving quickly and silently through the crowd of blank faces. Up ahead he thought he saw one of his friends move swiftly out of view. He shook his head. He had no friends here.Always3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Harry?" Harry stopped. The hand he had been holding was gone. There was no warm breath on his cheek, and there was no one in the corridor.
"Ginny?" He called back, trying to keep the terror from his voice. Nothing. Not even the slightest sound was returned. Harry began to walk. He didn't know where he was walking, but he knew he didn't want to stop. As he went he called for those he loved, "Ron! Hermione! Sirius! Mum! Dad!" but no one came.
Harry reached the end of the corridor shaking with fear. He looked around and tried to place where he was. He didn't recognise it, an
Her Stag -JamesLily-Lily hadn't been sure that she had felt worse than she did in the moment her first magical friend had seen one of the other Slytherin's bothering her, making fun of her hair color, saying that she had no soul because of it so how could she possibly be in Hogwarts, let alone Gryffindor. That she was nothing, when they all knew that she was one of the best in the class. And Severus had been there when the Black girls and Lucious were saying all the things to her, and just stared at her with cold eyes, leaving with the rest of the Slytherins, not looking back once.Her Stag -JamesLily-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She hadn't gone to any of her other classes, she didn't even stay in the castle, despite the fact that snow was beginning to fall. She folded her arms over her chest, hands tucked in close to keep them warm as she walked, the freshly fallen snow crunching under her shoes as she walked to her favorite place to think and get away.
It was on the banks of the lake, a small part of land stuck out into the lake and it reminded her of
James vs LilyJames: I cant breathe without you, Evans.James vs Lily6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lily: Its interesting that you are still alive, when you've lived more than 6 years without breathing.
James: What do you think? What will our children look like?
Lily: Which children?
James: Surely, your and my.
Lily: Potter Im not planning any children with you!
Sirius: But, the most of children are unplanned.
James: What would you do if I crashed down from my broom?
Lily: I would go to Black.
James: Sirius? Why?
Lily: Didnt you know that he organises the best parties?
James: Wow, Evans, you shine like a sun today. Why are you frowning now?
Lily: Because one arrogant storm cloud has just come and stood in front of me.
James: Do I have any chance to go for a date with you?
Lily: Yes, you do, Potter. But its deeply under zero.
James: Can I ask you for a date, Evans?
Lily: Yes, you can.
Lily: Yes. But I didnt say that I would accept.
James: My love to you heats my centre, Evans.
Lily: Oh, now I
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- Scorpius5 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
James' Valentine SurpriseA/N James/Lily fic, written for the HP-Pairings-Fans contest!James' Valentine Surprise4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Word Count: 390
"Where are you taking me?" Lily asked as she stumbled along blindfolded. James had woken her up early that morning with only a few short sentences.
"Get dressed. Harry's at Padfoot's with Remus. And you need to put this on." He had handed her one of their old Gryffindor ties and had left the room to make some loud noises. Or finish whatever his plans were. Lily guessed at the former.
The wind blew cold air on them so Lily knew they were outside somewhere. Luckily they weren't moving too fast or else she would have fallen down on the uneven ground by now. "James?"
"Almost there, Lily," he answered in an excited voice.
They continued to walk for a few more minutes and then James pulled the tie off. They were standing in a clearing in the woods off of their house. She'd been here too many times to count. "James " she started to say but was cut off when the tall man hurried away from her and picked up
Confessions of a Potterhead.No, it wasn't just a book/movie series for me; it was so much more than that. It was a place I could go to when I wanted to runaway. It was a magical place I could go and feel alive with friends. I could believe in everything, than anything was possible, even when there wasn't any light of hope left. I found comfort and security on Harry's side. I found loyalty and trust in Ron. I learned to be strong with Hermione. I learned to stand up against my enemies and my friends with Neville. Luna taught me that it's completely fine to not be like the others. Fred and George showed me that there's always humor in the most serious situations. Draco let me know I can learn from my bad decisions. Sirius taught me to say 'fuck the police' and look for justice. I learned that I can have all the power, like Albus Dumbledore, and still have my weak point. I learned how to love and be brave like Severus Snape.Confessions of a Potterhead.3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
When the real world was going down on me, I could open a book and escape to a new world. It'
September 19th 1990Up until the day she turned eleven, Hermione spent most of her time wondering why people didn't like her. She may not be especially pretty or funny or all that interesting , but she knew all that and did her best to make up for it by being perfect in every other way; be confident, smart and friendly wasn't that what all the books always told her? But then why did she still have to sit on her own at lunch? Why had even her teacher started sighing every time she put up her hand? She did not understand it.September 19th 19903 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She hoped that it would be better if she got into the grammar school next year.
Her parents had offered her a big party for turning eleven, even with real cake! But she didn't want to have to go through the agony of handing out invites to people who hated her, so she suggested just going to see something at the theatre on Tottenham court road, one of her favourite places in the world with its bright lights and fancy old buildings that she had read about in "a tourists
Gems of Black and of GreenGems of Black and of Green3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
STOP! Before you read on I suggest you go listen to: "The bravest man I ever knew" by Ministry of Magic, "Snape Vs. Snape" by Ministry of Magic, and "Lily" by Ministry of magic. I believe they set the mood for the story because they were what I was listening to while writing this fic. Plus they are wonderful songs even if they are a little to up beat for this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, because if I did Severus would have died in the arms of someone who loved him.
She hovered over her body watching as a stone man crumbled.
Really she shouldn't care, he had called her a mud-blood, it had been years since then. But it still stung, still made her so angry, and she could still feel her wounded pride. She still was angry at him; unfinished business and all that maybe she wanted to punch him. Perhaps that was why she hadn't passed on yet.
Then again she doubted he was the reason. No, it had everything to do with the screaming baby in the crib behind the sobbing ma
No One James And Lily One ShotNo OneNo One James And Lily One Shot3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a cold Christmas Eve, so the fire in James' flat was brewing. The walls were thin, and there were holes around the windows and doors, making it ten times colder in the one bedroom flat.
"Engorgio," James muttered at the fire, and the fire magically went from a small kindling to a roaring, cheerful fire full of reds and oranges. He sat by the fire, in the floor, waiting for Lily. He hated to think of his girlfriend having to walk out in the intense, almost tundra-like cold alone on Christmas Eve, not with her own family. Even though she would probably look adorable with rosy red cheeks and nose. Laughing quietly at the vision, a light knock sounded at the door. James looked up from is memoir, and smiled.
He stood up, smoothed out his shirt, and walked as calmly as he could to the door. He opened the door, its handle cold, to reveal a very red Lily, just as James imagined her.
He stood looking at her for a minute until she said, "Are you going to let me in, or let me
I Just Want to SleepRemus just wants to sleep but Sirius won't let himI Just Want to Sleep3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Word Count: 512
Remus groaned and pulled his covers over his head in an attempt to drown out whoever was calling his name. Because of the full moon, he'd fallen slightly behind on his homework and had stayed up last night to finish an essay. It wasn't until half past three when he finally crawled into bed. Thank Merlin for weekends.
"Mooooony!" the voice called again, this time muffled ever so slightly. On top of the annoying yelling, the person was now tugging at the foot of his blankets, most likely trying to uncover him. "It's time to wake up."
"Go away, Sirius," he said just before his blankets were flung away, exposing him to the cold air of the dorm room. "Who left the bloody window open?"
Sirius looked over his shoulder to said window and then shrugged. "Probably Prongs," he answered and covered Remus up, but only to the waist. "Now, no more sleeping. It's time for breakfast and you nee
His Final BattleA wave of anger washed over Sirius as he watched Bellatrix Lestrange run down the stairs of the Death Chamber. She cackled as she passed Tonks's limp form. Sirius told Harry to take Neville and leave, and ran to meet his cousin.His Final Battle3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This was it. This was his chance to finally fight.
"Hello cousin!" he bellowed, grinning widely.
Bellatrix turned, her heavy-lidded eyes widening at the sight of him. It pleased Sirius to see that Azkaban had taken its toll on Bellatrix as well. His cousin, who was once so glamorous and beautiful, was sickly pale with hollow cheeks, long tangled hair, sunken eyes and rotten teeth. There seemed to be an air of madness surrounding her.
"Long time no see," he continued, still grinning. "You look terrible."
Bellatrix's lip curled, and she bellowed, "Stupefy!"
Sirius blocked her spell and barked out a laugh.
"Come now, Bellatrix. You, a big bad Death Eater, are trying to stun me? Is that really what Voldemort has taught you?" he teased.
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Bellatrix
Movie NightMovie Night3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Dramione ficlet written to the prompt 'Draco discovers television'
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I do this strictly for fun, not personal gain.
"What the--" Draco Malfoy looked around, confused. "Where am I? Granger?!"
"You've ended up at my place," Hermione said. She laughed at the sour look he got on his face. "Try not to look so overjoyed." She held the little wooden bucket she kept Floo powder in toward Draco, and he grabbed a handful. He stepped back into the fireplace and tossed the powder. Green flames flared around him, but he didn't go anywhere. "I guess that solar storm is worse than they predicted," Hermione said.
"I'll have to apparate back to the Manor," Draco said.
Hermione looked alarmed. "It's not safe to apparate at all under these conditions, Malfoy! And with the solar storm disrupting magic everywhere, St. Mungo's is going to be crowded. If you lose your pancreas somewhere, who knows when you'll get it back."