Hearts Grow OldHearts Grow Old4 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
Consumed: PrefaceConsumed: Preface4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Preface: The End
Peril. The Doctor had heard the word many times before, he had even taken part in creating it, but never before had the Doctor ever really thought about its definition.
Loss. Destruction. Grave risk. Jeopardy. Danger.
Now, with his daughter dying at his side and a piece of shrapnel digging into his skin, dangerously close to one of his hearts, the Doctor knew the meaning of the word only too well. He had tried to save everyone, to keep them all safe, but only now was the Doctor realizing that it would be impossible to continue his balancing act between preserving the universe and protecting it. Everything comes to and end. He knew that better than anyone.
But it was all to be expected. When time was constantly breathes down your neck, sometimes its easy to lose track of things. Constant running can make someone into the most oblivious person in the world when they should be the one paying the most attention. This is when legends begin to have more truth in them than th
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
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
CareCare4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Severus woke up with a groan.
His head was pounding. His whole body ached. He was sure he had some bruising along his ribs if they weren't broken, and he was almost sure they were and he couldn't fix it because of his lack of knowledge in healing.
The only way to know for sure is with a visit to Poppy and the witch hadn't wanted anything to do with him in months, going as far as to tell him not to come to the hospital wing unless he was bleeding to death. Or to not even come then.
He could not go to see her.
Sighing he pushed himself up slowly, only to be greeted with a wave of dizziness, and a jolt in his stomach that had him nearly tripping over his own feet to get to the lavatory.
Five minutes later he emerged pale and sweating, his thin white shirt was soaked through and his hair was in complete disarray, more so then normal.
It was settled he was sick.
Sitting on the edge of his bed he laid his head in his hands he was tempted to not leave his chambers at all
Draco and Hermione Chapter 1Hermione sat, fiddling with her new Head Girl badge, as she was waiting to see who the new Head Boy was. Over the summer she received a letter from Professor McGonagall, who had taken position of Headmaster at Hogwarts after Voldemort was defeated a year ago, asking her if she would like to finish her studies and finish her seventh year as Head Girl of Hogwarts. She immediately took the opportunity. Ron and Harry had both received letters giving the same opportunity to complete their studies but they declined both not wanting to go back after everything that had happened. Hermione felt a ping of sadness as she wished they were here with her. She sat in the compartment that Professor McGonagall instructed her to so she could meet the new Head Boy while on the Hogwarts Express.Draco and Hermione Chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hermione watched out the window as the trees whizzed by. She waited for a long time and just as she was about to fall asleep she heard the compartment door slide open. When she
Heaven Part IIHeaven Part II4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I walked as far as the stairwell before she gave up on pulling me and thumped down the stairs in her socks. She looked back at me with a smile when she stopped at the landing and then stomped her way down the rest. At the bottom, she took off at a run down the hall-her tiny legs moving quickly. I felt the strongest urge to smile at her tiny form but then I was confused as to why I wanted to smile, so my face probably looked more like a confused grimace then a happy smile.
I started down the stairs, paying attention to the cool wood beneath my bare feet and right hand. The stairs creaked just the tiniest bit, but they felt strong under my weight. The wood was a light brown, and it was all perfectly clean. There were windows everywhere I turned, and the entire house was glowing with the light of the rising sun. Never in my life had I ever been in any dwelling so clean or bright. At the foot of the steps I paused and pondered how I knew this house.
Suddenly, I knew the layout with
She Hit Him: A Two-Part StoryShe hit him. She actually hit him!She Hit Him: A Two-Part Story4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ron couldn't believe his eyes. Hermione Granger, the girl who always followed the rules and who was fairly even-tempered, had just gone up to Draco Malfoy and slapped him across the face.
Ron didn't know what he was feeling. He had always secretly admired Hermione for her ability to study late into the night, while he lost motivation after simply looking at the blank parchment for too long. But he never thought he'd be standing here in awe of how she stood up for herself against Malfoy.
Ron was taken completely by surprise by Hermione's boldness. In the minutes that followed, it was even difficult for him to form words. Where did this side of her come from? And what else could she be hiding? Ron found himself thinking involuntarily.
No, stop it, you don't think of her like that.
Or did he?
She hit him. She actually hit him!
Hermione couldn't believe it. One minute, she had been fuming silently at hearing Malfoy's words about Hagrid, and the nex
Hermione's AdviceGinny Potter sat on her bed, leafing through a muggle romance novel Hermione had lent her. Harry was out late as work, as he sometimes was, and this proved for a very lonely night. Albus and Lily were in bed, and James was reading a quidditch magazine on his bed. James was just as mad for quidditch as his father and grandfather before him, they'd known that for a long time.Hermione's Advice3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Suddenly, the tiny sound of feet padding along the wooden floors awakened Ginny from her thoughts. After a moment of silence, eight year old Lily's face poked through the door.
Lily was practically identical to her grandmother Lily Potter, in both looks and spirit. Flowing dark red hair, skin the color of milk, a tiny splash of freckles across her nose. In fact, if not for her chocolate brown eyes that resembled her mother's so closely, she would have been a clone of a younger Lily Potter.
"Mummy, I can't sleep," Lily said, rubbing her eyes. "I've tried counting Hippogriffs, Skrewts and Gargoyl
For Seto Lovers: CompassionFor Seto Lovers: Compassion3 years ago in Romance More Like This
* ____ is you; -------- is your friend, -_-_-_ is your last name, __-- is your friends last name.*
"I'm tired." You told your friend as you headed down the hallway for lunch period.
"Are you kidding?!? It's only lunch time!" Your best friend -------- informed as you picked a table.
"Oh, come on! Are you telling me you're not tired!?!?"
"Well, look at the brighter side! There are only like, two more classes left, so hang in there."
"Whatever. Wanna come to my place after school and play some Duel Monsters?"
"Nah, not today. I have piano lessons after school. Maybe tomorrow."
"Oh. Well invite me to your recital on Saturday! I really wanna hear how awesome you'll play!"
"Sure thing. Oh look! There's Yugi!"
"Hi Yugi!" You greeted as the boy sat down across from you.
"Hi ____! What's going on?"
"Ugh tired as hell."
Not Just Handsome"Excuse me, I don't like people just because they're handsome!"Not Just Handsome4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ron's following cough of "Lockhart!" did not go unnoticed by Hermione. How ridiculous, she was only thirteen at the time! She liked to think that she'd grown up in two years' time and moved beyond silly crushes on teachers.
And she had moved beyond that! She was quite focused on her schoolwork, unlike a couple of her friends that she could mention. Her classes didn't leave time for her to ogle boys, unlike a couple of her roommates that she could mention. So it was completely ridiculous for Ron to suggest that she liked Cedric Diggory just because he's handsome.
If she was going to be honest with herself, Cedric certainly was good-looking. Strong jawline, nice hair, tall though nothing about his appearance really stood out to her. Yes, he was attractive, but he didn't have that extra something. Hermione didn't know what that something was. Was it charm? No, Cedric certainly w
PairCongratulations, Ron and Hermione!Pair4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The banner strung across the Burrow's kitchen strongly reminded Harry of the one that once stretched across Number 12's kitchen, when the two of them had become Gryffindor prefects.
This time, however, the congratulations were for a completely different occasion: Ron and Hermione had just gotten engaged.
The couple was surrounded by family and friends, shaking hands and giving hugs. Harry caught them smiling at each other every now and then when they got a break from all the well-wishing.
He couldn't be happier for his two best friends. He had watched them grow up together, develop feelings for each other, and eventually get their act together. And now, they were making it official. It felt like yesterday that they were arguing over Viktor Krum and house elves.
Well, it's not like their bickering ever stopped, thought Harry, as he watched Ron and Hermione debate quietly over who should cut the cake Mrs. Weasley had made for the occasion. They j
Our Rose"Hey, you."Our Rose4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ron says this as he walks into Hermione's hospital room, clutching a full cup of tea and handing it to her as he reaches the bed.
"Oh, thank Merlin, this is just what I needed," Hermione says, taking a large sip from the cup. "How's Rosie?"
"She's great," says Ron as he sits down on the bed next to her. "Granddad and Grandma Weasley are fawning over her right now. Those Muggle Healers"
"Yeah, them. They weren't going to let Mum in to see her, saying something about how only the immediate family was allowed in. I think she may have Confunded them, though," Ron says, laughing. "Last I saw, they were wondering around the waiting area, looking a bit lost."
Hermione bites her lip in worry. "Oh, I hope she puts them right, it'd be awful to have a Confunded doctor treating these patients."
Ron grins and kisses Hermione on the forehead. "That's my girl, always worried about something. Come on, you've just given birth! Let someone else worry about the wo
UniqueAN: I don't own Yu Gi Oh! Apparently all I own is a bunch of very weird thoughts that prompted this story. I apologize for the extreme randomness, though if you've dealt with the pain of writing maybe you can appreciate some of the pain in this story...Hope you enjoy!Unique3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"No! I won't let you die!"
Jounouchi was on the walkway, heading toward the front door when he heard Atemu's unmistakable voice shout it out through the walls of the house. There was only one person he could be talking about.
Stricken with sudden terror the man bound up the stairs to the front door, flinging it aside and running into the house. He had almost ripped open the door to Atemu's office when Yuugi's slightly startled face looked up at him from the living room sofa as he stood by the office's French doors, one hand on each delicately curved handle.
"Oh, hello Jounouchi," he said pleasantly, reading glasses perched o
TreatsHermione stumbled into her and Ron's flat, her arms full with an assortment of ingredients she had just picked up from the Muggle shop down the street.Treats4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ron?" she called, hoping to get some help putting down the groceries. No response.
She sighed deeply. Hermione had told Ron to meet her here at noon, as she had a surprise for him. Today was officially three years since their first kiss, and it was a day they had celebrated every year since. It was the closest thing they had to an anniversary, since they really had been an unofficial couple for a year before they shared their first kiss, and it was hard to put a date on when that started.
Hermione kicked the door shut behind her and carefully placed all the bags on the counter. That was the blessing and curse of living in a Muggle neighborhood magic had to be kept indoors at all times. It made things like carrying multiple bags of groceries difficult, but it was also a comfortable reminder of Hermione's life growing up. If her p