HP Lily-James - The First StepIt was three weeks into the relationship that James Potter and Lily Evans had their first proper kiss. At the very start, after Lily's fateful yes, she'd been quite adamant about taking it slow, and much to James' dismay, had stuck to her words.HP Lily-James - The First Step4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So that evening, after a secret date outside the castle grounds late into the night, the two snuck back into the common room full of chocolate cake, Butterbeer and laughter.
It was an odd, yet wonderful feeling, to be sneaking around with none other than the perfect prefect, Lily Evans. Only a month ago, he couldn't get her to go anywhere with him outside of their nightly rounds. Now, she clung to him as they slipped through the hallways, her hand held tightly in his.
It was a heady feeling. But somehow it wasn't enough.
They stopped in front of the portrait door, reluctant to give up this last moment all to themselves.
"We really shouldn't keep doing this, you know."
"You loved it. You can't tell me you didn't."
"Who said I would? But we still
You belong with me - Chap. 2 A boy with black messy hair read a page of his complicated book again and again, frustrated. He took off his square glasses and rubbed his eyes, lying back on the chair. Being thirteen years old, he had a thin but muscular body, a result of the long Quidditch training hours. He was a very good-looking boy, though a little bit arrogant and spoilt, but a really good person, and really loyal to his friends. When he finally removed his hands from his face, a couple of deep but not too dark rings became visible under his eyes. He put his glasses back on, snapped the book shut and threw it to the bed. He messed up his hair with his hand and sighed again, gazing absent-mindedly outside at the garden which could be seen through the open window. He was really worried about Remus. Full moon was close again and knew that his friend was suffering a lot. Besides, they weren't making any progress. He was starting to believe they wouldn't make it, but immediately put that idea away. They were thYou belong with me - Chap. 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You belong with me- Chap. 21 The girl looked down and couldn't help shuddering: she didn't like heights. That was exactly the reason she had chosen the Astronomy Tower; she knew that none of her friends would look for her there. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate their support and company, but she didn't want to talk about her father. It hurt too much, knowing that she was going to lose him and being unable of doing anything to help him. She closed her eyes, placing her cheek on the cold stone and letting out a lonely sob. She didn't know for how long she had been there, she had lost all sense of tiem; maybe an hour, two, three. Who cared? She carried on unperturbed when she heard the steps, and the door opening; she was too absorbed in her thoughts to let those noises seep through her consciousness. After a while the steps started again, but walking towards her, and this time the girl did notice them, though she didn't show any sign of doing so. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure standinYou belong with me- Chap. 213 years ago in Romance More Like This
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
PropositionJames never really understood the idea of having several damn locks on one's front door. Especially when he needed three separate keys to undo them before even releasing the protection charm above the threshold; today he was too distracted. It had taken him a few minutes to notice that the locks were already undone and dispelling the charm was apparently unnecessary as a familiar voice rang from the inside.Proposition4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's open you know!"
James swung the door open to the sight of his best friend lounging on the small two-seater sofa he had taken from his parents' house as the only thing small enough to fit into the flat. Sirius was grinning at him proudly. As if breaking into someone's home was clearly an achievement. Of course, this was the third time that month and James was used to it. He walked in; kicking the door shut with his foot.
"Padfoot! What are you doing here? I thought you were out of London for a mission?" He crossed the room and ripped open the old, moth eaten curtains to revel t
You belong with me-Chap. 3flahbackYou belong with me-Chap. 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The rain poured furiously outside, rhythmically tapping against the Common Room's window. The room was empty, except for three lonely second year Gryffindors. Peter snoozed on the armchair, while Sirius, who was a great drawer, sketched absent-mindedly a landscape on the table, sitting on the floor. James, bored, leafed through an empty diary somebody had left behind. Concern could be read on their faces. They couldn't stop thinking that, once again, Remus was away from school. There had been almost a week since this, and every night the boys waited awake till late in the Common Room, in case their friend came back.
Sirius threw the quill aside and leaned back on the nearest couch's foot, folding his arms and sighing, with a lost gaze.
"I think we're gonna have to get serious with Remus. Ask him for an explanation. Something's wrong with him; he can't disappear for one week every month! And I don't want him to come up with his sick mum's story, if there's somebody w
You belong with me - Chap. 24"A ball?" Sam exclaimed, watching incredulously the Announcements board. Bree, standing next to her, nodded hapil, while Lily, who was still a bit sleepy, moved her friend aside and stood in front of the board, practically yelling:You belong with me - Chap. 243 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What?" But no, Sam hadn't read it wrong: in a ornated green caligraphy, it was announced that on Hallowe'en, instead of the traditional feast, they would be having a ball for the older students (The students who were less than fourteen read the sing- would have their party at the Common Rooms). But that wasn't the worst part. It was a costume party. Lily stared with hatred at the elegant card with golden rims.
"Has Dumbledore gona mental?" Asked Samantha, her eyes still fixed to the board. The redhead started ranting and raving about the Headmaster, dragging herself half-heartedly to one of the armchairs:
"Merlin, what was the need! There's been years since they last held a ball at Hogwarts. And as if it wasn't enough, instead of having
Unexcused AbsenceDisclaimer:Unexcused Absence3 years ago in Romance More Like This
do not own Harry Potter. If I did we would have a lot more of this era
"Not that I really care or anything but James has
been absent for almost two weeks," Lily huffed. Her brilliant red hair seemed
to blaze around her face perfectly and it gave him the impression that her hair
was actual fire. She looked a bit scary right now, with those dangerous green
eyes narrowed at him.
he you know " he stumbled over his words thinking hard of what excuse he could
possibly come up with. Lily was rarely ever short with him. To have her in a
temper was just odd, it wasn't natural. That and when those green eyes glared
at him he lost all sense of what he should be telling her. He had told the rest
of the school the brilliant cover up story, so why couldn't he bring the words
out now to lie to her?
"Lilly, dear, i
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
HP- The Beginning of the EndIt was becoming unbearable.HP- The Beginning of the End4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Severus Snape never imagined he had a masochistic streak in him, yet that had to be what was driving him every time he agreed to meet up with Lily outside of classes. She didn't even seem to realize it herself, which was the only kindness. But it wouldn't last forever.
Only last week, as they'd met outside in the commons on an uncommonly lovely spring day, she'd been listening to him talk one moment, and staring off at James Potter's face the next. It was revolting.
For the most part, she was still the same Lily he'd always known. She'd meet up in secret with him, share with him the gifts she was sent from home, and work on potions and secret projects late into the night. She'd always smile with a light in her green eyes that made them glow that much brighter. She'd grab onto his hand and pull him along when she was chasing butterflies or running around in the snow. She was the only one who called him 'Sev', in her own affectionately teasing way. Since they
HP - The Turning PointAs Severus stormed away with the darkest expression she'd ever seen on his face, Lily Evans turned to James Potter in a fury.HP - The Turning Point4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"This is exactly what I'm talking about, James! For a minute there, I forgot how awful you can be sometimes, and then you have to go and pull something like that!"
"I didn't do anything wrong!"
She knew better than to believe that casual, honest expression of his. He knew perfectly well what he'd said had been uncalled for, cruel even. And why was he only that way around Severus? He'd always been more of a devil when they were younger, but only moments ago, though it felt more like hours, he'd been sitting at a bench in the courtyard, chatting with classmates and sharing jokes. The charismatic, confident James that everyone seemed to love was in full swing surrounded by a throng of admirers, a fact that shouldn't have bothered her yet somehow made her clench her fists in her robe.
And then she and Sev had stepped into the courtyard. She'd noticed absu
My Felix ValentineHermione made her way downstairs, to the Great Hall, rather unwillingly that morning. This year, Valentine's Day was going to be particularly awful, and she knew it.My Felix Valentine4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table when she got there; she was alone and looking prettier than usual.
'Hi, Hermione!' she greeted her, beaming.
'Hi, Ginny. Have plans, I see,' she pointed out, feeling happy for Ginny.
'Well, of course! It's Valentines, after all. Dean and I are going to Hogsmeade together.'
Ginny spotted Hermione's blue mood behind her sincere but faltering smile. 'And... what are you up to today?'
'What would you expect me to do?'
'Oh, I don't know, going on a date with McLaggen?' Ginny asked maliciously.
'Of course. I'll stay here; I've got a thousand of things to do.'
'Don't you want to join us later?'
Ginny seemed resolute against Hermione spending all the day alone. Probably not because she thought she would feel affected by not having a date on Valentine's Day, Hermione was b
The Sorting of Sirius Black“Benson, Mariah!”The Sorting of Sirius Black2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sirius felt his heart rate increase as a girl with thick glasses clambered onto the Sorting stool. Professor McGonagall placed the hat ever so gently on her head, and Sirius’s stomach dropped as it fell over her eyes. There couldn’t be many names between “Benson” and “Black” to be called, which meant that he would soon be on the lamb.
“Whaddya think for her, Black, Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff?” James Potter whispered into his ear. “She’s not cool enough for Gryffindor but not evil or ugly enough for Slytherin...though the ugly part isn’t too far off...”
Sirius didn’t answer. The Sorting Hat was taking a right long time deciding on this girl, and the wait wasn’t helping his nerves at all. He couldn’t seem to take a deep breath without feeling a knife through one of his lungs, and the Every-Flavor Beans he and Potter had shared on the train threatened to make a return
A Big Surprise - Harry + GinnyLEAVE ME ALONE Ginny screamed slamming the bedroom door viciously. She flopped down on to the king sized bed she shared with her husband Harry and began to weep. Her flame red hair spread out around her like a lions mane as the tears rolled down her face. These were not tears of sadness however, they were tears of regret. Ginny had been snappy with Harry for the past few weeks and it had caused numerous arguments between the couple. As soon as she had calmed down she grabbed the telephone of the bedside table. She wasnt very good at using the muggle methods of communication but it was the only way she could contact Hermione and Luna without Harry noticing.A Big Surprise - Harry + Ginny6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hello? The voice at the opposite end of the receiver said.
Hermione... I need your help. Ginny said, trying not to let her voice waver.
Ginny? Is that you? Whats up? Hermione asked sounding worried.
Just come over please, and bring Luna! Ginny replied befor
LilyJames- With your eyes...He's looking at her that way and she's looking back, unable to tear her eyes away from his, and her palms start getting sweaty, and she knows he is going to kiss her.LilyJames- With your eyes...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Lily." Her name on his lips is a mere breath, but it sends shivering ripples down her spine. It draws her forward, and she feels like she's drowning. His eyesgold and brown and green all at oncefill her vision. His hand comes up to cup her cheek, gently brushing back an errant strand of red hair with his thumb. Lily closes her eyes as she feels his breath fan over her cheek, waiting, anticipating, the feeling of his mouth on hers.
It doesn't come.
She opens her eyes.
He's still looking at her in that way, but he hesitates, and Lily realizes the hand cupping her cheek is sweaty, too. She reaches up and rests her own hand over it.
He swallows, and licks his lips once. Lily watches his tongue disappear back into his mouth. "Is it okay for me to do this? Kiss you, I mean."
Lily can't help th
The GiftHarry sat with Ginny, his arm around her shoulder. They sat by the lake, watching the giant squid propel itself around the shimmering water.The Gift3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It's strange," Ginny said, looking up at him, "It's strange that I don't have to worry about anything anymore."
Harry looked down at her. This was one of those times when he felt good, proud for defeating Voldemort.
"Yeah, I know. I'm so used to being on the move with Ron and Hermione." Harry said, absentmindedly stroking her hair.
"What was it like?" Ginny asked, looking up at him, curiosity lighting up her bright brown eyes.
Harry took a deep breath. He'd never liked answering questions like these. He didn't like to remember the times when the world was in a constant flow of chaos. But he owed it to Ginny, after all.
"It wasn't pleasant, Gin. We were fighting all the time, and Ron actually left for a while, but he came back," Harry added hastily, because Ginny was sporting a look of pure outrage, "But we pulled through, in the end. I couldn't h
Summer BeginningsSummer Beginnings5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
George Weasley leapt down the last flight of stairs, pictures on the walls shaking in their frames and glaring at him. He only grinned and flew out the door. Today was going to be a wonderful day.
He'd been forced to take off early, seeing as he had to get to his destination. He wasn't seventeen yet, and so would have to take the slow route. By broomstick. Still, it was bound to be a nice flight, the weather was wonderful. It was early, but the sun was shining and the sky was bluer than he'd ever seen, cloudless as far as the eye could see. Perfect.
He chuckled as he grabbed his broom from the broom shed, shaking it to dislodge a few spiders who'd already taken residence in its twigs since he'd played a miniature game of quidditch two days before. He thought they'd learn that the brooms weren't a good place to weave their webs. Though Ron's face when he was forced to get his own broom was always good for a laugh thanks to the eight legged creatures.
"George!" a voice called from the ho
Obliviate - DramioneIf there was one thing Draco Malfoy hated, it was being cold. Walking through Hogsmeade that day without a large coat made him acutely aware of all the soft snow flakes falling from the sky, landing gently on his face and clothing, somehow seeping through to chill his entire body. Grumbling under his breath as he wrapped his arms around himself to try and keep a bit warmer, he made a promise never to forget his coat ever again.Obliviate - Dramione5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lifting his eyes from watching his steps on the icy ground, he saw the Thee Broomsticks up ahead and let out a sigh of relief. He could already imagine the warmth he would feel as he slipped through the door and sped his feet up, trying to get there quicker so that he avoided freezing to death in the snow.
When he reached the door and gripped the handle, he could feel the warmth seeping out and quickly pushed it open, stepping through before slamming the door behind him. He stomped a bit on the mat just inside the door to get most of the snow off his shoes, befo
teddy's hogwarts letterteddy's hogwarts letter3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland
Teddy came through the door in a rush, his letter gripped in his hand.
"I got it! I got it!" he said, doing a jump in the air.
Harry and Ginny were at the breakfast table with Gran, and in seconds their faces split into giant grins. James let out a roar of approval. Lily, covered in jam, giggled and clapped from her high chair, thoroughly amused by all the sounds coming from her brother.
"He got what?" Al asked.
"His Hogwarts letter!"
Al quietly smiled. Even at three he knew it was something good.
"I'm so proud of you, Teddy," said Gran, dabbing at her eyes with a napkin.
"Me too," said Harry, giving Teddy a warm smile.
Teddy suddenly felt his smile begin to fade. His hand went to the back of his head as he looked at the ground.
"What is it?" asked Ginny.
"I just... I wish my mum and dad could be here, you know?"
"They are," said Gran giving a gesture around them.
"Yeah, you kn
A Secret NoteJanuary, 1979A Secret Note4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By the time you find this letter, I will be dead.
I've written it ten times over and that's still the best way to say it. Gotta' laugh though, right? Or at least one of your charming half-smirks? The one you pull when you trying to be mad at me but you just can't.
Anyway, this isn't a pre-determination of my death, but the way things are out there right now with the war and my being gone all the time, I need you to know how important you are.
This morning I looked at you at breakfast, curling your hair behind your adorable little ear. The tips of them were pink as you angrily read your sister's letter. That walking pussball husband of hers was driving the wedge further between you two and I felt how much it hurt you, but I didn't know what to say, how to say it. I knew that I'd never be able to tell you all of my feelings unless I wrote them down. You know what a waffling fool I am. You are the most beautiful creature I have ever had the pleasure of
The Scorpion and the RoseThe Scorpion and the Rose6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Scorpion and The Rose
He was dangerous
Their families harbor hatred
but their love may bring them together
He, a scorpion, was not unlike his father
until he found love in the strangest of places.
Finding it among their freckled faces.
She, a rose, was unexposed
until she found him.
And she loved him
And he loved her.
A modern Romeo and Juliet
They lived a happy ever after.
A Morning with the Marauders"POTTER, GET OUT OF BED OR I'LL DRAG YOU OUT BY YOUR STUPID HAIR!"A Morning with the Marauders4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sirius was not a morning person.
"TOUCH MY HAIR AND I'LL SEND YOU TO THE GREAT HALL WITH YOUR TAIL BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!"
James loved mornings. As long as they were spent in bed, of course.
"COME ON THEN, YOU SPECCY GIT, HAVE A GO!"
"GLADLY, IF I WEREN'T AT RISK OF FLEAS!"
"I'LL SHOVE YOUR BLOODY ANTLERS UP YOUR ARSE!"
Remus and Peter were once impartial, but had acquired particular disdain for mornings after not experiencing a quiet one in six years.
"Sirius, put your wand down, you've already got a week of detentions from Saturday." Remus warned as he adjusted his tie.
Sirius begrudgingly replaced his wand in his pocket, grinning nostalgically at memories of his most recent drunken escapade.
"James, he's right," Remus continued with his self assigned mediating position, "We're already late for breakfast."
"It's Monday," James's voice was muffled from the blanket he'd pulled over his head, "The teachers expect me to be la
Marceline and Marshall Lee 2Marceline and Marshall Lee 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Marceline and Marshall Lee 2
"Who the lump are you?" asked L.S.P.
"I am Fionna and this is my friend Cake," said Fiona.
"This is Marshall Lee," I said.
"Wonder if Lady is coming," said Jake.
"She wasn't behind us when we were headed through," said Finn.
"Headed through what?" asked Prince Gumball.
Finn, Jake, L.S.P and me tried explaining, again, how we got here and who we were. But no matter how many times we tried explaining it, they had the same confused looks on their faces. Our explanations were getting us nowhere. It was as if it was the first time they had heard the story. Bonnibel was our only hope to getting through to any of these people. When we finished explaining the story for the 3rd time for them they seemed to have fewer questions.
"So wait, Finn, you are a human boy?" asked Fionna.
"Yeah, the only human from our Ooh that I know of," said Finn.
"That's not true," said Jake, "remember Susan?"
"Come on man, she was one of those fish people, remember?" asked Finn.
Harry and GinnyIt was just as he'd imagined it. That first time he let his lips touch hers. He had spent lots of time dreaming about it, wondering what it would feel like if he was with Ginny, not Dean. He'd spend his nights thinking about her beauty, how her vibrant red hair was so perfect, how her pale skin was so smooth and pretty. About that flowery smell she carried that made him think of pink, blue, and butterflies. It was so perfect. She was perfect.Harry and Ginny6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So now they were by the lake during free period, just sitting and talking. Harry had Ginny's hand in his as he spoke. "How's your day been so far?" he asked with mild interest. He asked how her day was every day - sometimes she reported with bad news, and other times she was just in an ecstatic mood. He liked to comfort her when she was doen.
"It's been fine, and you?" she replied, watching Harry play with her long fingers.
"Fine," Harry answered, looking up at the girl he loved. A smile danced on his lips and he leaned forward to pr