HP GoF: week one.September 1, 1994HP GoF: week one.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Tri-Wizard Tournament was a seen as a game of chance and wit but it was truly one for survival. This year, Hogwarts would play host to the exciting game. Selected students from Durmstrang Institute and Beaxbaton Academy of Magic would join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry starting at the end of October, and would participate as well, giving a fresh air of competition among the occupants of the old Scottish castle. Participants were chosen through a special ritual involving the Goblet of Fire, a magnificently decorated chalice, and were required to be of age.
The event was announced the first night after dinner in Dumbledore's usual 'start of term' speech. Many of the first years had been frightened, their first night at Hogwarts already beginning with an unnatural rush of high adrenaline. It was quite the exciting matter for the older students, however, as it was a nice change from the other years of their schooling.
Strange, dark things had a habit of t
Dancing (Harry Potter x Reader)I hummed softly to myself as I tied my (H/L) (H/C) hair back into a ponytail.Dancing (Harry Potter x Reader)7 months ago in Romance More Like This
I was excited. It was three weeks before The Yule Ball and I was taking it incredibly seriously, I couldn’t wait for the dancing and merriment.
I loved slow dancing, it was so nice and elegant.
I was practising dancing with Harry, so he wouldn’t make a fool of himself in front of everyone. I was acting as a teacher for him.
He approached me during Potions when I was talking to Hermione about the potion we were making and asked me if I was willing to help him dance. I agreed, I loved any excuse to dance.
It was a Hogsmeade trip day, Harry and I decided to ditch so we could get a lesson done with not many people left in the school.
I walked out of the dorm room and down the staircase. I walked down the other set of stairs and saw Harry and Neville talking.
“Hiya Neville! Hi Harry!”I chirped as I approached the two.
I was wearing my black leggings with a baggy faded purple jumper over the
Check Mate [James Potter X Reader] AU!Marauder EraThis is for Shingekinodrawings. I hope you like it! Merry Christmas!!!! I tried not to mention the reader's house, just so that it would suit everyone. ^w^ Also, I didn't mention Lily, for obvious reasons.Check Mate [James Potter X Reader] AU!Marauder Era1 year ago in Romance More Like This
I don't own anything, though I wish I did.
"Aaand that's checkmate." you said, smirking slightly as you leaned back in your chair, crossing your arms. Your opponent seemed - in a word, utterly devastated. You seemed to be on a winning streak, although nobody could deny that you were definitely the Wizarding Chess champion of your year - hell, maybe even the best player in the whole school.
Not that you advertised it much.
"You cheated." the sullen teenage boy sitting across from you complained, mirroring your actions, except for the deep frown that marred his handsome face. "There's no way you can win EIGHT GAMES IN A ROW." he said, his voice increasing in volume.
Harry x Reader 'Here's Your Reward' Harry Potter Awesome Narrator's POV~~~~Harry x Reader 'Here's Your Reward' Harry Potter 1 year ago in Romance More Like This
A Gryffindor falling for a Slytherin, that rarely happened. But Harry Potter falling for (y/f/n)? Nobody in Hogwarts thought it would happen, not even Harry or (y/n)! You were hated by most of your house, it got worse when you replaced Malfoy as Seeker on the Slytherin quidditch team. Though whenever a game came around Malfoy did learn to keep his mouth shut, seeing as soon as you joined the team Slytherin started to beat Gryffindor even when Harry was focused.
You had gotten Harry's attention when you beat him to the Snitch. Yes, before he knew your name, and when it came to quidditch he saw you as an equal Seeker. But he started to give you a lot more thought when you would tell him 'Good job!' on his game whether or not you won or were even in the game! He made it a point to talk to you but couldn't find you when you weren't in a rush or when he could actually speak.
You had started to occupy his tho
A New Gryffindor. (Harry Potter X Reader)You make your way through the halls of Hogwarts for the very first time. You don't know what to expect. Your parents are Muggles. It was only a few years ago that you realized you were different from your parents. While they spent their time doing Muggle things, you weren't happy. You wanted something more. And now here you are. Your dreams have come true.A New Gryffindor. (Harry Potter X Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Get out of the way!" a boy with blonde hair growls, shoving past you. When he does, he knocks the books right out of your hands. Your cheeks burn with humiliation as you rush to pick them back up. It's a little hard to do considering the stampede of students making their way to the Great Hall for the annual Sorting. Not only are you worried about being on your own for the very first time, but the impending doom of the Sorting Hat assigning your House for the remainder of your time at Hogwarts is enough to make you want to vomit.
"Let me help," comes a soft voice. You look up to see a fourth-year boy with dark brown/bla
The Start of Unity -FanfictionThe Start of Unity -Fanfiction5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE START OF UNITY
Scorpius sent a curious look towards the group of adults that his father had just nodded to, wondering who they were. There sure were a lot of them, and a lot of red-headed children. Scorpius sidled closer to his parents while they stood in the steam of the Hogwarts Express on Platform 9¾, waiting for the signal to board.
"Do I have to go?" Scorpius asked nervously.
Draco looked down at his son and withheld a sigh. "We've talked about this, Scorpius. You'll do fine at Hogwarts."
Scorpius chewed on his bottom lip and responded quietly. "It's just what if I get put in the wrong house? What if the other kids don't like me? What if "
"Darling," Astoria soothed, kneeling in front of her smaller than average son, placing her hands on his shoulders. "We don't care what house you're sorted into. We'll be proud no matter where you go, and the ot
The Map Never LiesThe MakersThe Map Never Lies4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"We should write a map."
James looked up from his half-hearted effort of an essay and watched Sirius carefully. "A map of what?"
"Of the school, of course. We've learned so much about it by wandering so much at full moons."
"Why would we do that? We know all the secret passages by heart."
Sirius swung his legs over the side of the couch and sat up. "No, James, I'm bloody brilliant. It can be our legacy or whatever. A map, by the four greatest troublemakers that Hogwarts has ever seen." His eyes were glazing over, and James knew that Sirius was no longer aware of his existence. He got this way when he had an idea. "It will show every secret passage out of the castle, especially the ones that Filch doesn't know about. And it can only be read by those who will use it for its proper purpose."
James was quite sure that, this time, his friend had come co
You Can't Leave YetSirius' POVYou Can't Leave Yet4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's Halloween. And I'm sitting here in my parents' house alone, wishing with all my might that I had somewhere better to be. Dumbledore wants to keep me locked up in here so that Voldemort can't get to me, and James and Lily back him up with a fierceness that makes me angry at times, but at others makes me thankful that I have such caring friends. But Dumbledore doesn't know. He has no idea that I begged James and Lily to make Peter the Secret-Keeper. I want them to be safe so badly that I don't trust myself with that secret. They were hesitant, but I wouldn't let them say "No." So Peter was made the Potter's Secret-Keeper. Only he knows the location of James and Lily's house. Even I have forgotten where it is exactly because that is part of the spell.
All of a sudden, the fire in the hearth crackle
Together ForeverTogether Forever10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was always there, be it taunting or calling him names. Even through his heated words Harry's heart burned for Malfoy. He always felt Draco Malfoy's eyes on him. At first Harry, too, seethed with anger. The boy always following him, making him mess up, and whatnot. But soon, Harry reveled in it. Harry never realized the pleasure in teasing Malfoy back. To see the blonde's face turn dark and his lips curl in disgust. When he growled, Harry loved it even more. They hated each other. With a passion.
It started with a simple passing in the hallway after class one day. Harry could see Malfoy's bright hair bobbing up and down from the other direction within the suffocating crowd of students. Harry frantically looked around searching for his two closest friends. But they were nowhere near. He sighed in worry. They were probably
Draco's Arrival(All Harry Potter characters are the property of Ms. J. K. Rowling.)Draco's Arrival8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was 9:48 P.M., as Narcissa knew full well, having checked four times in as
many minutes. She knew that watching the clock would not bring help any faster, but as
another contraction made her gasp with pain, she couldnt help it. She had not expected
this; the baby was not due for another week and she was alone in the house, Lucius
having left that afternoon in response to the Dark Marks burn. There was no one to help
her into the room they had prepared, or to fetch the Healers from St. Mungos. Paralyzed
with pain and nausea, she was on the verge of tears when she heard the loud crack of her
husband Apparating out in the hall. He strolled in, still holding his mask, and gave a start
of shock at the sight of Narcissa writhing on the bed.
Lucius, hurry up and help me!
How long has this been?
Get the Healers, now!
He bolted into his
Care IICare II4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Minerva must have fallen asleep because she was woken up by the sound of something glass hitting the ground.
Shooting up from the chair she grabbed her wand and looked wildly around the room. Still a bit groggy she walked across the room and stood by his bed trying to adjust to the light she cast a simple spell to reignite the fire.
Once she could see at least somewhat she began to examine him. Only to be almost knocked over when his arm shot out and tried to grab the glass of water from the side of the bed, nearly knocking over another one of the potion filled vials.
Minerva quickly caught the vial before turning to Severus.
"Severus, are you finally awake?"
Fevered black eyes stared back at him "no I'm sleeping with my eyes open, it's truly a useful skill." Minerva bristled really did he always have to be so sarcastic? It was fairly off settling.
"How are you feeling?"
Severus glared up at her "fine. Now you can go. Go back to your precious Gryffindor's surely they are lost wi
Don't Watch Your Step(Neville Longbottom X Reader)Don't Watch Your Step(Neville Longbottom X Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It should’ve been simple.
All you had to do was ask Neville if he was going to the Yule Ball with anyone, and if he wasn’t, then you’d ask him to go with you.
Sounds simple, right?
Well, it is simple, in theory.
But actually doing it is terrifying.
“H-hey, Neville.” You said shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and fidgeting nervously.
“Hi __y/n__.” He said, patting the spot on the couch next to him in an offer for you to sit down. You cautiously sat beside him, peering over at him nervously.
“I was wondering ifyouhadadatetotheYuleBallyet.” You said in one breath, wincing as Neville just raised an eyebrow at you.
“Sorry, can you repeat that? A bit slower this time.” Neville requested, smiling softly at you.
“Do you have a date to the Yule Ball?” You asked, voice squeaking from your nerves.
“I do actually!” Neville said, beaming at you. “I’m going with Ginny.”
You belong with me- Chap. 15 The rest of the first week of school went by quicker than expected, and son every student at Hogwarts had gotten used to the life at the castle again. Many of them, Sam and Eli among them, were already wondering when would the Quidditch teams' try outs begin, and which house would have the best team this year, while James Potter assured anyone who wouls listen that Gryffindor would be the champion again thanks to his amazing and innate gift as a chaser, and of course, thanks to the rest of the team which was also very good. Lily, as it was usual, didn't pay much attention to all that sports chatter; of course she was really happy whenever the lions won, and she had fun at the matches too, but she wasn't that much into it as the ninety per cent of the school's magical population was. Besides, those days she had another worry in her mind: Remus. After that night they had met him leaving the Common Room, looking as if he was terribly ill, she hadn't seeYou belong with me- Chap. 154 years ago in Romance More Like This
Love potion - Harry PotterLove potion - Harry Potter5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Lily, are you sure you're alright up there?"
"I'm not quite sure anymore."
"Why from all the people him?"
"How often do I have to tell you it wasn't on purpose?"
"Yeah right. Why don't you tattle on him?"
"They'd think, a murder had taken place here, if they'd find him." She gestured towards the dorm room. It looked like hell. Almost every pillow and every blanket laid on the floor, the curtains were ripped at their edges and clothes were shattered over the place. And also there was a young man with black hair laying on her bed, sleeping peacefully, not recognizing the trouble he caused.
On the bedside table laid glasses.
Every single time James had to give her a hard time. It seemed he did everything to annoy her on purpose.
But in that moment he wasn't Prongs nor the chase of the Quidditch team nor the head boy. He was just a sleeping boy, who seemed not being able to be responsible for all the mess he caused.
All this was a nightmare. In the middle of the night he skipp
Superior -Draco Malfoy-Superior [Draco Malfoy ]Superior -Draco Malfoy-5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's disgusting how you let yourself be seen with those blood traitors and that mudblood Granger!"
I gave a sour look to my text book as an all too familiar blonde sat down beside me. I gently folded the book shut and turned my attention to the distasteful look on his face; propping my head up on the table.
"Yes Draco, it's such a shame that not all of the upper class is as small minded as you and your family."
He scowled at me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders purposely to irritate me. I tried to shrug him off but that only encouraged him to dig his fingers into my shoulder blade. His little visits were becoming more frequent and even more annoying. Whenever I found a spare moment to get some extra studying done or even on the way to classes I didn't have with my friends he would just waltz up and make pathetic small talk.
He glared at me and retracted his arm from my shoulders. I ignored his look and opened my study book again. Before he so rudely inter
10 Facts About Roxanne Weasley10 Facts About Roxanne Weasley4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. She was just like her mum.
They both loved quidditch, laid back, and somewhat tomboyish. Roxanne and Angelina even shared the same favorite color, purple.
I guess you could say this was a good thing. Roxanne loved her mum and they had a good relationship. It wasn't a touchy, feely relationship though where they shared their feelings and talked about Roxanne's teenage drama. They just had fun together more like friends than mother and daughter. Her relationship with her father was very similar.
Some day's her parents would just blow off all responsibilities and the whole family would go on a picnic or play quidditch.
2. She hated when things got sad or uncomfortable.
This didn't happen very often in her house but when it Roxanne felt awkward. Usually it happened when someone mentioned the Battle of Hogwarts or her late Uncle and brothers namesake, Fred Weasley I. Roxanne also found it kind of awkward that her mother had dated her Uncle before marrying her father
Gems of Black and of GreenGems of Black and of Green4 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
Perfect (Harry X Reader X Draco)Harry sighed through his nose, running a hand through his messy dark hair.Perfect (Harry X Reader X Draco)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
God, why did she have to be so perfect?
She sat in the courtyard, on the other side, sitting with her best friend, Luna Lovegood. They were both talking, her eyes alive with passion on whatever subject she was talking about. It couldn't be him. No, it couldn't. She gently pushed some of her hair out of her eyes, continuing to talk to Luna with that perfect smile on her face.
Harry sighed quietly again, his two friends Ron and Hermione once again arguing about something. He didn't care right now, though. There was something much more distracting, and it was on the other side of the courtyard.
"...Harry, you al-right? You seem out of it today?" Ron's voice brought him back to the world around him, and he blinked a few times.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine." He replied, adjusting his glasses. Ron looked confusedly at him; Hermione, on the other hand, had her know it all smile etched onto her face.
"You're not, Harry. O
Harry Potter Sorting Contest Entry-Scorpius Malfoy"MALFOY, SCORPIUS!"Harry Potter Sorting Contest Entry-Scorpius Malfoy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Murmurs and whispers travelled through the hall, members from each of the four houses glaring at him as he reached the stool - his heart was racing and his stomach was doing backflips. His hands were shaking nervously and someone said, "That's the palest Malfoy I've ever seen."
Scorpius sat down nervously and Professor Longbottom carefully placed the hat on his head - yawning as if he already knew the outcome of Scorpius's Sorting. Scorpius's head turned towards the Slytherin table and he saw some boys clearing a space for him and some girls arguing with each other over which one would sit next to him. Scorpius almost slapped himself on his forehead.
"Oh great." Scorpius thought to himself.
He turned to observe the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. The Hufflepuffs smiled kindly up at him, although Scorpius could tell many of their smiles were completely fake. Some of them looked terrified of him and shrunk away as he faced them.
"Really now? I'm not my fa
The Alchemist - Chapter 1The AlchemistThe Alchemist - Chapter 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Lily Evans-Snape (aka northangel27)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter Universe or any of the characters therein, so thank-you Ms. Rowling for letting me play with them on occasion.
The chill darkness of the Halloween night pressed in oppressively on the darkly cloaked figure as it slipped silently through the graves of the old graveyard toward the black ribbon of the road beyond. The night was a clear one, but unseasonably cold. The occasional wisp of a cloud skittered past the full moon that shimmered above the black line of trees to the north, but they were not enough to obscure the silvery light that illumined the mans way. In the distance the warm glow of a cottage pierced through the night. To all appearances, an idyllic and inviting scene, but something stirred within him, and he hurried his pace, willing the lights to stay lit, willing the warmth and security that they represented to continue to glow, just until he could be sure, jus
Always... Book 1 Chapter 12Always... Book 1 Chapter 123 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And then it was over.
The Potter boy caught the snitch so fast that it seemed like Snape had barely kicked off the ground. In reality, there had been about 5 minutes of gameplay, but it would probably go down as one of the shortest games in Hogwarts Quidditch history.
Snape felt disappointment sink into his stomach as he descended through the air. He had a slight nagging feeling that trying to stop the jinx on Potter's broom wasn't enough to pay back his life-debt to James, and he had been hoping to do more to cancel that out. I suppose that I shall have to be content with this.
He spat on the ground as he dismounted.
Looking up, he saw the Headmaster rising from his seat, and the old man nodded his head once at Snape, then turned his attention to Professor McGonagall, who was undoubtedly extolling the virtues of her teams newest member.
Catching the sight of a purple turban, and the disappointed face under it, Snape immediately stormed off the pitch.
There was something going o
James's Sketchbook - Chapter 2Chapter 2 Something to RememberJames's Sketchbook - Chapter 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dawn had barely broken when James walked out onto the grounds, broomstick in hand. The chill of coming fall was barely perceptible in this September morning. A light mist came off the lake and clung onto the grass.
"A perfect morning to fly," James murmured as he mounted his broom. Only the silence of the morning answered his whisper.
James kicked off the ground and let his broom rocket up. He was now level with the highest point of Hogwarts. Gently, he tilted his grip, and the broom dove down. He couldn't stop himself from letting out a loud whoop that reverberated off of the castle walls.
He glided over the smooth surface of the dawn-pink lake, so close he looked almost in danger of touching the water.
He loved how the broom responded to his slightest touch. His broomstick always seemed to know James's intentions, even before he realized them fully himself. He only had to lightly adjust his grip, or turn his head slightly, and the broom w