Hearts Grow OldHearts Grow Old3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He watched her put her hand on his best friend's shoulder, smile and wave one last goodbye.
When she turned around, she shook her head with a slight smile on her lips, letting it grow bigger as her face turned up towards him.
"Finally got rid of him." He stared at her eyelashes. Tiny bits of snow was melting on them. It was in her hair too, and her cheeks were flushed. Feeling some kind of deja vu, he nodded, and she hooked her arm to his. Her words suggested she'd somehow known what he was thinking - as usual.
"It's a strange thing, snow. I mean, I know all the science of it of course, but I still haven't found one single book that explains why it looks so tasty." The childrens screams were heard from all the way on the other side of the house. He looked up, took a deep breath and smiled at her.
"Well, Hermione, you've found your man." She swatted his arm playfully, falling into old habits against her better judgement. "I'm serious!" She laughed, letting go of his arm and putting he
Just Really Good Friends Ch. 2Hermione stood in her room for a moment. She remembered the room vividly. The summers she had spent with the order in this house. It had been touched up a little, but it was still the same room. A bed on one side, a bookshelf at the foot and a small lamp for when she had spent up many nights reading until Ginny had told her to stop and go to bed because the light was keeping her up. On the other side was Ginny's bed. A broom still leaning against the wall at the foot of the bed and a faded and ripped up picture of the 1995 Holyhead Harpies team picture, still cheering and holding up the 1994 League Cup, hoping for another good year. As Hermione took a step closer and saw that the bed, the broom, the wall; They all remained untouched, a layer of dust, covering it. It broke her heart a little to see that. Not because of her relationship with Ginny, but because of Harry's. Harry had strong feelings for her. Legitimate or not, Hermione was unsure, but either way she couldn't imagine how paJust Really Good Friends Ch. 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Just Really Good Friends Ch. 7Harry hated leaving, but if he was going to be with Hermione and stay friends with Ron, he needed to be careful. He needed to talk to Ron like they used to. When they were friends and they weren't worried about all of the other things going on. Auror training. Girls. Graduating. This was one of the only times Harry missed the time before Voldemort was dead. It had been a year now since Voldemort was defeated and the first while Ron and Harry were sharing a room, considering Harry was with Ginny and they were all staying at the Burrow. After Ginny broke up with him he moved out and he and Ron sort of drifted apart. He was always with his family or Hermione and he was too hurt to be near anything that reminded him of Ginny. Now, though, he didn't care about Ginny. As soon as he felt Hermione's lips on his, all he could think about was the girl that had stuck with him when he needed it. She didn't give up on him even when he had given up on himself. Why did it take so long? As Harry arrivJust Really Good Friends Ch. 73 years ago in Romance More Like This
Just Really Good Friends CH. 1"I've managed to fix up the house a little." Harry wrote on a piece of parchment. "No more house elf heads or screaming portraits or vials of blood. It actually starts to look like a home. A big home. A rather empty home." He paused for a moment and looked at Teddy in his crib. He was finally managing to fall asleep. Harry smiled softly as the vibrant blue of his hair started to dim into a soft pink color. Harry put down the mirror shard and went back to his letter.Just Really Good Friends CH. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"If you and Ron or anyone else at the burrow would ever want to visit, I'm sure that Teddy would be happy to see someone other than me for a while." Harry sighed and adjusted his glasses for a moment. He glanced from his spot in the drawing room out the door. This house was all his, given to him by his godfather. His family home. Ever since the war ended last year, he's been working on making the house more hospitable. Ginny and he had dated for a while, but she soon realized that outside of the war and Voldemort and horcru
More Than Okay"I get it. You choose him."More Than Okay3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ron, no--please--come back, come back!"
She was impeded by her own Shield Charm; by the time she had removed it he had already stormed into the night. Harry stood quite still and silent, listening to her sobbing and calling Ron's name amongst the trees.
After a few minutes she returned, her sopping hair plastered to her face.
"He's g-g-gone! Disapparated!"
She threw herself into a chair, curled up, and started to cry.
Harry stood there in the middle of the tent, listening. The sound of the rain on the ceiling. The sound of his breathing as it slowed down from the excited state he was in. The blood rushing through his ears as his rage began to subside. The sound of Hermione sobbing in an armchair next to him. Once again, Ron had made her cry and once again he left, leaving Harry to be the shoulder to cry on. Like, Harry doesn't have enough problems. Harry stared out the entrance of the tent as the wind blew, shaking the tent and the trees oustide. The
Just Really Good Friends Ch. 4Hermione leaned up against the door and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and sighed as she thought about the way Harry's arms felt holding her. Wrapping around her and encasing her in the smell of his hair and a faint hint of spearmint toothpaste. She knew that she needed to change Teddy and she knew she should be doing other things, but she couldn't help, but let her bright and acuminous mind wander a little. It wandered back to the Forest of Dean where she offered to grow old with him. It wandered to the tent where they danced their sorrow away. It wandered to the past 10 years where she threw her arms around him, holding onto him in the hope that he wouldn't go away and leave her. It wandered to when she was petrified by the basilisk and the only feeling she felt was Harry's hand holding hers. It wandered to her first year when she welcomed her as a friend and saved her from the troll. It wandered to the time they first met and all of the other countless times she muttered 'OJust Really Good Friends Ch. 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
Just Really Good Friends Ch. 6Hermione pulled away, leaning back into her chair, looking accross the table at her closest friend who sat, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, tense from surprise. Hermione put her hands on her cheeks, trying to cool them off and change the color of them back to normal from their current raspberry tint. She was surprised with herself that she would step out on a limb like that, but it had to be done. She had to found out if there was a spark. "There is...There is a big one." She breathed, her heart slowing back to normal.Just Really Good Friends Ch. 63 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Uhh...Hermione, I know that neither of us are very experienced, but I don't think that's how one reacts to a kiss." Harry said, taking deep breaths. Hermione just looked at him, her mind spinning and her heart beating a little bit faster when she looked at him. She was shaking a little, but she had never felt better. She leaned over the table again and kissed him, letting her lips linger a little bit longer this time.
"Why did I wait this long?" She asked herself as
Just Really Good Friends Ch. 5Harry froze under the heavy gaze of Molly Weasley, his mother when he didn't have one. She had a pleasant smile on her face, but there was something in her eyes that wanted answers. It was a look that Ron and Harry got often when they did something they probably shouldn't have. "Well, you see...uh..." Harry stammered, trying to think of a reasonable lie. He wasn't sure why he said it was him. He glanced at Hermione and immediately realized why. Molly never got upset when Harry did something wrong. She'd yell at anyone else, but never Harry. He studied at his feet for a moment before a cry erupted from his right. Everyone looked over and saw Teddy crying, his hair shifting from red to orange to yellow and back to red. "I should probab--" Harry started to stand, but looked at Molly and stopped. Her gaze was still heavy like she couldn't hear the baby at all and the tension that resulted was palpable to such a degree that Teddy could feel it, resulting in him quieting himself, his hair beJust Really Good Friends Ch. 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Wish Upon A Falling StarThey laid there side by side upon a blanket in the grass gazing at the stars. It was just past the midnight hour, and the meteor shower was due to start at any moment.Wish Upon A Falling Star4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They'd talked about nearly everything under the moon; however they'd purposely steered clear of one topic.
Both having had their hearts badly broken only just a year ago, there was simply no need to bring it up. Though they rarely agreed on anything, they'd agreed long ago there was no sense in rehashing old feelings and heartache. So their lives went on together, best friends from childhood. Nothing less, nothing more, neither one of them wanting to ruin that.
And here they were tonight carrying on as always.
"How can you say the movie wasn't any good? Were you even paying attention?" she asked suspiciously.
"Of course I was."
"With your eyes open?"
"Well now you're just getting picky."
She rolled her eyes and smiled at him. "Y'know, one of these days you're gonna learn to trust my judgment."
He smiled in return and shr
The Debut of the Robo-UThe Debut of the Robo-U1 year ago in Settings More Like This
GadgetCon ’13 was a convention in which tech designers would showcase their original devices and hope that they would catch on with the public, and become the next big popular item. Dr Botzik was one such individual, but with rather outlandish ideas – he believed that it would be possible to control the minds of others using technological devices that would connect ‘wirelessly’ with human brainwaves, and then program them any way he wanted…he could, in theory, turn people into robots, whom would be programmed to obey any command. Of course, no one took him seriously, so he took his device, which he dubbed the Robo-U to GadgetCon to drum up some real public interest.
Botzik knew he needed a volunteer, someone whom would prove to the world that his device worked. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Justine Ezarik, better known as iJustine through her popular online technology review videos, whom was at the convention covering the hottest devices for he
My Hypno-Day with Emma Watson Part 1My Hypno-Day with Emma Watson Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Hypno-Day with Emma Watson Part 1
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz
I rolled over in my bed as my phone vibrated on the floor.
"Epic Rap Battles of History! Mitt Romney vs Barack Obama...begin!"
"I'm not going to let this battle be dictacted by facts. I'm rich, I've got fat stacks and super packs. We all know what went down in that 2008 election, you're a decent politician with a winning complection-"
I reach over and grab my iPhone and shut off my alarm as Mitt Romney talks about how Obama was born in Chicago and is looking pretty. I then start to recite the lyrics from the Mitt Romney vs Barack Obama Rap Battle. As I sit up in bed, I check my e-mails on my phone.
"Junk, junk, trash, not important..." I say.
However one particular e-mail comes to my attention.
Congratulations!! Our records show that you recently entered our "Emma Watson M&G contest". We are pleased to announce that you are our contest winner.
I read further and discover that I am to meet Emma Watson in a hotel in downtown Toron
O-Neg: Part 2O-Neg: Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Breanna walked through twilight's growing gloom within a current of students returning to the Hadley School's Summers Hall. They all shuffled sleepily along in their anime styled school uniforms, though Breanna stood out in her own Yuuki Cross styled clothes. Her mannerisms were nearly identical to those with whom she walked. She stepped silently, her face frozen in a slightly dazed look as if she were pondering the meaning of some far off star. She was lost in thought in all she had learned during the day and possessed by the urgent need to communicate that information to her pairing, Norihko Yamashita.
How different she was when she first came to the Hadley School months ago. When she first visited with her mother she was as rebellious as any older teen. Now her personality was completely submerged under her vampire-induced thrall.
Breanna's focus was disturbed when a familiar voice called her name. It had the impact of a shaft of light cutting through her
CE: Emma Watson part 1Emma Watson is a long brown hair British girl, with brown eyes, B size breasts, round butt, and her body is slim. She is just turn 20 years old this month. When she was a little girl Emma wanted to become an actress. Over the years she did. The Harry Potter movies, being the dream to true.CE: Emma Watson part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Somewhere in London, she is standing in front a line of her fans. She has been signing pictures all day. She looks at her watch that is on her right hand. She sighs; the watch says it is 5:30 PM. She had a hard time sleeping last night, and all she wants to do is go home and rest.
Little did she know that she will be different my end of this day. In the line is a tall guy with black hair, blue eyes, and in fit. He is 30 years old. His name is Dave Jones. He grows up in America. In high school, and college he study psychology. The part he stu
31 years.31 years.3 years ago in Horror More Like This
He walked out of the Limo silently, as his wife Yoko passed him to the reception area of the Dakota. He sauntered across the street to his apartment building, surprised no fans were anywhere. When he reached the cold concrete of the sidewalk, he felt two eyes boring into him, as if they could see his soul. He turned to see a young man, maybe twenty-five, gazing at him. He slowly turned his head back, a little uncomfortable, and looked at his watch. 10:51. He just wanted to get home to his son Sean, and rest.
"Mr. Lennon!" He spun to the direction of the voice but saw no one, and he suddenly felt a sharp sting on his back.The place where the pain started began to feel warm and wet against his shirt. His hand started to reach to that sharp pain, but never attained it's destination, for another sharp sting was sent through his body from his back.It was as if his legs no longer wanted to carry him,because he sank as three more pricks echoed in his body. Out of the corner of his eye he saw
Forbidden Lovers O1.Forbidden Lovers O1.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was in the kitchen fixing me a glass of Jack Daniels. I was up all night I just took another shot letting the alcohol slither down my throat.
Georg woke up and he noticed that I wasn't in bed with him. He got up and went downstairs to see if I was there. "Mika you okay?" Georg asked. He saw me passed out my head laying down on the glass table.
"Mmm." I mumbled. "Come on Mika we gotta get you back into bed. You have class in the morning. Georg carried me up bridal style going back to my bed. "Mika you've been drinking again?"
Georg asked. "Ugh Georg I wanna---mmm." Georg plopped me back down on our canapé bed playfully. "Georg we never make love like we use too." I said. "Mika you should get sleep we have to get up early in the morning." Georg whispered.
"Fine." I madly turned off the lamp and went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up with a bad hang over. I drunk way too much for no reason last night. "Mika?" Georg whispered.
"Leave me alone." I
The Sorting Ceremony of James PotterJames Potter's Sorting CeremonyThe Sorting Ceremony of James Potter3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Potter James!" Professor Minerva McGonagall called. A thin, tall boy walks his way on full confidence to the head of the Great Hall where the stool is. He sat and the Sorting Hat was then placed on his head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat spoke.
James looked up, his eyes narrowing. "You haven't been on my head for even a minute! Er, I'm really thankful 'coz I don't want any house aside from Gryffindor yes. But can you at least tell me some good points or uhm, so advice maybe? "the young boy said, his face painted with a big smile. He was tilting his head as if he could listen more intently that way.
"A very talented and clever wizard! Oh, but mischievous somehow, yes can be airy indeed. Ha, young man I can't think of any better house to put you in aside from GRYFFINDOR!" the voice shouted and James gave the old ragged hat a big smile.
"Thanks!" he waved and run to the long table of Gryffindor, where his friends Sirius, Remus and Peter are. He sat besi
Night of the Living JadeI didn't quite know how I had convinced Tori to do this. Yet here she is, cold and damp and scared, so naturally, I'm not going to question her.Night of the Living Jade3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Somewhere in the distance a clock tower pierces the silence that lays over the field, twelve low chimes echoing in my ears and a smirk slowly spreads across my lips. I scan Tori's face intently and it pleases me to see that she is frightened, gawking at the mist that envelops us, leaving a viewing range of merely two, maybe three meters. She's trembling all over and I'm not sure whether it's because of the cold - it's not even chilly. But all in all, it wouldn't really get any better than this.
"I see you've packed," I finally say, pointing in the vicinity of the ginormous bag that hangs loosely from her shoulder.
"Y-yeah... it's just the necessities, really," she laughs nervously, "You know. I took some stuff with me because you never know what you might need... out here."
Tori looks around and I follow her gaze amusedly. I can only wo
Forbidden Lovers O3.Forbidden Lovers O3.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Do you wanna go out?" Bill asked stroking my cheeks. "No I just want to be in your arms all night. Make love to you." I kissed his lips sweetly. "Lets go have our bath." Bill laced hands with mine and we went to the bathroom. The bath tub was full of bubbles. Bill wrapped his arms around me and we got comfortable.
"Sometimes Bill I wish people knew how we felt about each other."
I told him. "I know. Maybe one day It'll be different and we don't
Have to hide our love." He whispers. I gave him a smile and I kissed him passionately.
Bill's phone went off again. "Sorry I gotta get that." Bill whispered.
Bill reached over to get his phone.
"Hello?" He answers. "Hey Bill I'm on my way home and then I'll be getting ready to go out with Georg." Tom said. "You're coming home now?" Bill said nervously.
"Yea man I just said that." Tom chuckled. "Is it a bad time?" Tom asked. "No just give me a minute." Then Bill hanged up the phone.
"What's wrong?" I asked Bill. "Tom is coming home."