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. 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. 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
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
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
Doctor Who: The War Planet- pt 3The Doctor pushed the two out the door and looked at Jack, "You make sure she doesn't change anything."Doctor Who: The War Planet- pt 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Right, like what?" Jack surveyed the hallway they were inmetal walls, metal floors, doors everywhere, and a glass lift.
"Oh, you know, a self-destruct sequence, breaking the main frame, stuff like that." He grabbed Rose's hand and dashed off to the lift, then sonicked it to make it go ten times as fast as it would usually go.
"You got it, boss." It almost sounded sarcastic. There was no trouble getting therewith the map, but getting the Professor to stop whatever she was doing wasn't going to be a simple step by step plan. Especially when a metal door slid down over the other one just as he was about to walk in.
"It's a good thing I always come prepared," Jack said as he pulled out his sonic blaster and took aim. The door didn't stand a chance.
"you are rescheduled to the War Planet RR364gamma7. Thank you for your hospitality and I'm sorry for the inconvenience. What? Ye
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
The Thirteen GhostsChapter One: Ghosts and other StuffThe Thirteen Ghosts3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You can see and hear thirteen ghosts?" Mikki Marsh, the one who looked exactly like her twin, Mara, who has been my longtime crush, asked me, disbelievingly. Her light blue eyes widened in bewilderment and I couldn't really blame her. The notion was totally bizarre.
Yes, I can see and hear thirteen ghosts. In fact, as I was talking to her in the safety of our house's basement, those thirteen entities she was asking me about were staring at me, waiting for me to say something. I shrugged at them over Mikki's shoulder and the action was not lost on her as well. God, this girl's a keen observer. She also looked over her shoulder, hoping to see them but no, she couldn't see them. Sense them, maybe, but not see them.Unlike me.
You would think it was a gift to see ghosts and talk to them every day of your life. Well, it's actually not. I think of it as more of a curse. Not that these ghosts were bad or evil or anything of the sort. As a matter
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
Care IICare II3 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
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
Padfoot and Prongs: Moving InPadfoot and Prongs: Moving In3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It had been a long hot day. James's hair stuck to the back of his neck as he walked down the path to the gate in front of his parent's cottage. He leaned over it, sighing, as there was no sign of life moving along the dirt road. The wind was picking up now, rolling across the field that bordered the road, rippling it as though it were a great golden ocean. Dark clouds were appearing on the horizon, framing the gold with dark blue. James looked over into Mrs. Wittle's yard, where the well endowed Mrs. Wittle herself was hastily pulling down her laundry in anticipation of the impending storm. She glanced at the clouds worryingly as she pulled down her last pair of pinstriped knickers, catching James in her eyesight and waving. James waved back, watching as she turned and collected her lawn gnomes and took them inside with her. James turned his attention back to the road, ruffling his hair in the wind. No sign of Sirius yet, but his excitement was mounting as the clouds approached. The da