Limbo - Chapter OneLimbo - Chapter One5 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chapter One: Grief and Hope
James knew he was dead, but where was he now? He looked down at his hands; they were white and cloud like, but they felt solid. He looked around and saw he was standing on a flat, white surface. He could not see an end in any direction. It was like that flat, white surface went on forever in every direction.
"If I am dead," James thought, "then is this the afterlife?"
He did not feel any different, but he didn't used to be made of cloud.
"I know that look," came a voice from behind James, "you are quite dead and this is not the afterlife. This is Limbo."
James turned around to face the unknown voice and found that it was not unknown at all.
"You were in the prophet just last week," said James unsure as to what was going on, "they said that you were killed by Voldemort himself."
"The prophet is quite right," said the wizard, "and please don't use the name."
"If we are as dead as you say we are, then what does it matter?"
"Old habits die hard I guess,
Differences - HPxDM - Two- Chapter Two -Differences - HPxDM - Two7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry looked on as Miranda Brockley was sorted into Ravenclaw, and a small boy named Alexander Murphy was placed in Gryffindor. The Sorting Ceremony had just begun.
"Murphy, Michael!" the Sorting Hat called. The eager little twin of Alexander hurried forward and jammed the hat on his head. Also, he was sorted into Gryffindor, and was rather pleased.
The Sorting continued ...
Harry's eyes wandered. Strangely, they went straight for Draco Malfoy. Wow, the summer did him good, Harry found himself thinking. Then, he suddenly scolded himself. Why am I thinking about Draco like that?! he asked himself sternly. He is Draco Malfoy. And I am straight. Straight as a ruler. Though maybe not Dudley's as he accidentally - accidentally, my arse - broke off a little of the side. So it's bent.
He shook his head in confusion. He was even babbling to himself. Though he was
An Prologue for the Epilogue 1Harry was awake but just barely. He had been having a very strange dream, or I guess you could call it a nightmare. Everyone around him had been dying while he was powerless to stop it. Then he had died and seen Dumbledore, but he hadn't stayed dead. He had defeated Voldemort and fixed his wand. It all seemed too good and too strange to be true.An Prologue for the Epilogue 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Oh well he thought. There must be some reason why he had to get up. Horcruxes to find. Ron and Hermione needed him.
Harry opened his eyes.
But instead of seeing the canvas Tent he was so used to or Fleur's house, he saw Ginny.
And it all came flooding back to him. Tonk, Lupin, Fred gone. Voldemort gone. Wand fixed. Mysteries all solved. Mission over.
"Ginny," Harry said, groggily.
"You did it Harry," Ginny said, "Voldemort is gone. Kingsley is getting the Ministry put back together. All the death eaters are on the run or changing sides. The teachers are fixing the school. It looks like I may still have to take my ex
Not in Harry Potter: DHQuotes/ words that should be in Harry Potter but Arent:Not in Harry Potter: DH8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Geez, Voldemort, stop acting so gay!
- Bellatrix, stop groping me. Just just go stand over there.
- Tell me Lucius, whos the prettiest ballerina of them all? Voldemort gave a cold smile at the clearly horrified man.
- Sooo, whats REALLY going on between his lordship and that snake, hmm?
-Wait a minute, Harry said. You want me to put this Snitch where now?
- What we need, Voldemort mused, is some sort of sign that people can rally around. To keep the masses happy and unrebellious. Snape gasped. You mean- Yes. Voldemort allowed a vicious, cold smile to play upon his lips. What the Death Eaters need, is a theme song.
- NO, DAMMIT! I DONT CARE IF THE POTTER BOYS BEEN FOUND! AMERICAN IDOL IS ON!
- One of you go see if the boy
Even Though...Chapter 1: Even Though Love Can Be AnnoyingEven Though...4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I just don't understand." Rachel Berry sighed. She and Hermione Granger were sitting out on the grounds, and getting many weird stares. It wasn't common that a Gryffindor and Slytherin would be in each other's company outside of class, much less as friends. Hermione looked up at Rachel from her DADA essay and put her quill down.
"What do you mean?"
"How can Finn be so oblivious? He thinks Quinn is better for him than I am, both you and I and everyone else knows that's so wrong " She trailed off and sighed theatrically. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Well, we both know boys are just going to be like that. There's nothing we can do." she said with a little shrug. Rachel raised her eyebrows.
"And you only say that cause you're having trouble with Ron. I know Finn will come around." Rachel tossed her hair as Hermione returned to he essay without comment, blushing.
"Dude, what the hell is that?" Finn asked, chuckling a bit to himself
Through bookshelves (RegulusXGryffindor!Reader) RQHis robes are crinkled, unlike his usual primness which is as straight as a ruler. His hair is fluffed up at the back due to his sleeplessness that night and it draws looks and giggles from passers-by. The usually so composed Slytherin seeker feels more nervous than he ever has in his entire life. More nervous than the time he’d broken one of the bat-skeletons of his brother’s, more nervous than his first time on the Quidditch field when hundreds of his fellow Slytherins were watching his every move.Through bookshelves (RegulusXGryffindor!Reader) RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Standing in front the hallowed entrance to the library, he starts forward, then drawing back and instead chooses to sit on one of the benches in the hallway. What are the chances she’ll say yes? He thinks, rubbing his grubby palms on the knees of his trousers. Will she laugh? No- she’s too kind and nice and wonderful, beautiful and- she won’t… I hope she doesn’t.
Closing his eyes and inhaling deeply, he holds the breath until he fin
Alice and Jasper- Chapter 1RunningAlice and Jasper- Chapter 17 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been a very long time since I had left Maria. I have constantly run unless I happen upon a small town or scarcely populated place where I can drain humans of their intoxicating blood. I came upon a small town that had a very odd cozy feeling. I stopped in a café to rest when a petite young woman hopped off of a stool and approached me. She took my hand. Hello, Jasper, She greeted me in a soprano voice.
I froze. How do you know my name? I asked in a low voice.
I know almost everything about you, Jasper, She said picked herself off the ground. She approached me slowly. My name is Alice.
She took my hand, and I was too dazed to rip it away from her. You kept me waiting.
Sorry, maam I said. Her eyes were mesmerizing. They were golden, and I had n
Radience~ Snake-Man!England X Reader Chapter 2Arthur looks me up and down, and I blush under his scrutinizing emerald gaze. We're still in his hazy room, but it's lighter now that he's lit a few Moroccan-looking lanters that cast coloured shadows against the folds of the tent.Radience~ Snake-Man!England X Reader Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"If we are to be teacher and student, it is essential that I first insinuate that we cannot have a relationship that isn't anything but professional. It is also important that you help out around this infernal circus, so you'll need costumes, a show name and something to do..." He ponders, and I feel my heart sink at his cold and unforgiving words. Forcing a nervous smile, I wring my hands in front of me."S-So...when do I start?"
"What!" I exclaim, eyes widening "I can't do everything you want me to over night!"
His own eyes hold a flicker of mischeif "Of course you can~ What kind of magician would I be if I didn't have a glamorous assistant?" He lets his words linger into the air "Also, I have plenty of magic at my disposal~"
Differences - HPxDM - One- Chapter One -Differences - HPxDM - One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry was so glad the Dursleys had finally stopped tormenting him. He was thoroughly sick to death of Aunt Petunia's verbal abuse, Uncle Vernon's physical abuse, and both from Dudley.
Here Harry was, sitting in his room, suffering another terrible summer with the Dursleys. Not surprisingly, he longingly wished he was at Hogwarts again, where he was always most content. Everything about Hogwarts was wonderful; from the Great Hall to the majority of the lessons (excluding Potions). Most of the students there were pleasant, as well, except for Draco Malfoy, Harry's arch nemesis, and second worst enemy. Or so he thought...
But things were about to change.
"BOY! DOWNSTAIRS, NOW!"
Cheering inwardly, Harry leapt down the stairs: he was going to Hogwarts!
"Draco, dear? Draco!" Narcissa alerted her son from his daydreams sharply.
Draco Malfoy was a confused adolescent, desperate for one person's attention. That person, incidentally, was named Harry James Potter.
HarryXDraco:My-One-And-OnlyHarryXDracoHarryXDraco:My-One-And-Only7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harry tilted his head back against the wall. 'Come on, only 2 more minutes.' Professor Binns droned on at the head of the class. Most of the students dozed, but Hermione was writing frantically. Ron nodded off until his forehead collided with his desktop. He sat up with a start as the bell went off, waking up the remainder of the class. Harry grabbed his bag off the floor and made an attempt to flee the class as Binns drifted through the wall.
As Harry made for then door, Crabbe and Goyle stepped in front of him, blocking the doorway. By now, the 3 of them and Malfoy were the only ones left in the room. "I can handle this, boys. Close the door on the way out." The two thugs left the two boys alone in the classroom. Harry drew his wand and dropped his bag.
"Let me out, ferretboy. I don't want to fight you."
"I admire your tranquility, Potter, bu
Ebony Way vs Canon- Ch10They walked around Clearwater for quite some time, sticking their heads in a shop every now and then, looking for Tara, which was turning out to be harder than they thought it would be.Ebony Way vs Canon- Ch104 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What do you suppose Tara even looks like?" asked Harry.
"No idea," said Hermione with a shrug.
"We have got to narrow it down," said Ginny. "There are too many people in this city to make blind guesses."
"She's right," Draco agreed, glancing at the people who were walking down the same street as them. There were at least two hundred, and the city probably held plenty more.
"I'm betting she's in middle school," Ron offered, "and she'll be dressed in things from Hot Topic." He turned to his kind-of-sort-of-girlfriend. "Hermione, do you think you could recognize Hot Topic clothes of you saw them?"
"Maybe," she replied. "I've only been there a couple times, when my family took vacations in America."
"Let's look in that music store," said Luna, pointing at a building across the street.
The others nodded in
Ebony Way vs Canon- Ch8It started as a warm breeze that blew some loose hairs out of Ginny's braid. Ten seconds later, it got warmer, and was a wind that made Draco's cloak stream out behind him. In under a minute, Luna had to brace her legs to stop herself from blowing away as a hot wind came over them all.Ebony Way vs Canon- Ch84 years ago in Humor More Like This
A small tornado swept them all up.
"Hermione!" Harry shouted over the wind. He could see her silhouette through the dust.
"What?" she yelled back.
"Is this supposed to happen?"
"I think s"
She was cut off by the wind. Ron clutched her arm ("To keep her from worrying," he said later, but everyone figured it was to keep himself safe.) and said, "Hold on tight!"
The tornado dumped the group into a field somewhere in another universe much like their own, only it was different somehow.
"Did we get the right universe?" Draco moaned, as he rubbed the bump on the back of his head. "Because this looks a lot like ours."
"Hmmm " said Hermione. "Let's take a look around."
Cinnamon: A Romione DrabbleShe smells like cinnamon.Cinnamon: A Romione Drabble3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He doesn't understand much of what she says --and when she gets upset and starts talking quickly and using words outside of his vocabulary, he's learned it's best not to ask her to repeat herself--, but he can smell her from across the room. And she smells like Christmas, and flavored coffee drinks, and breakfast rolls. It kind of makes him hungry.
She looks like cinnamon.
Her eyes are that perfect warm shade of brown, and her increasingly bushy hair matches them perfectly. Her old dressing gown is even the exact same color. And, though she will never believe him, she is just as hot in this state as when she spends hours taming her hair and putting on her finest robes. Something about her now just seems…spicy.
He finally interprets enough of her teary rant to get that she's somehow managed to dump her mother's entire stock of cinnamon on her head. He thinks about telling her that it will be alright, that they can buy more, t
Heart-Wrenching Harry Potter Cannon#2Sad Cannon #2 By yours truly:Heart-Wrenching Harry Potter Cannon#23 years ago in Drama More Like This
George stood, facing the mirror, palms outstretched as if to caress his own reflection. Tears coursed silently down his cheeks as the explosion played in his mind and his brother died before him, again and again. Of course Fred was never gone. No, George saw him everyday: when he looked in the mirror, passed a a window and looked into a body of water. Even when
he spoke, it was in the voice of his brother. The other half of his soul. He sat in his room all day, everyday and when Ron would come storming into his room telling him to "Stop wasting his life", he'd nod and go for a walk to the little river that flowed over the next hill where he'd sit and think about if drowning himself would let him see Fred at last.
A droplet of water hit the pavement and George realized that he was sobbing into the mirror, thus, his reflection was doing the same.
"Don't cry Freddie, because if you cry, I'll cry too." he sobbed as tears blurred his brothers crying face.
House CupHouse Cup9 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Dumbledore: -and so ends another year of Hogwarts. Now the moment you've all been waiting for, the winner of the house cup. This year's winner is… GRYFFINDOR!
(gold and red decorations appear all over the hall along with giant Gryffindor banners and everyone at the Gryffindor table cheers but Colin raises his hand and Dumbledore notices it once everyone has calmed down)
Dumbledore: Um… yes, Colin?
Colin: What did we win?
Dumbledore: The house cup, Colin.
Colin: Yes, but what does that mean?
Dumbledore: It means your house earned the most points, Colin.
Colin: Yes, I know that, but what do we get?
Dumbledore: Well… you get the whole great hall decorated in your house colors. And you get to feel proud that your house did enough deeds that were worthy of earning more points than any other house.
Colin: So we don't get a hat or anything?
Apples and Lions~Apples & Lions~Apples and Lions4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dusk would have to be the most opportune time of the day, simply because Mrs Weasley is too busy fussing over dinner to worry about a few people disappearing to their bedrooms for a while. In fact, the less people to get in her way the better. Especially when it is less than a week before Bill and Fleur's wedding. Tonight is no different, as I manage to sneak out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
Tiptoeing as quietly as possible, I am able to make my way into Ron's room without being noticed. With a sigh of relief, I turn around to see walls of orange from the many Chudley Cannons posters surrounding me. Books, clothes, owl feathers, quills and sweet wrappers are scattered over the floor. A quiet chuckle escapes me as I think of Mrs Weasley's reaction if she were to discover this bomb site.
However, what I notice most of all is the fact that I am finally alone. I have wanted to sort through the boys' possessions for weeks now. The inexplicable feeling that we need to b
Fred + George Weasley AnalysisFred + George Weasley Analysis8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Fred & George: A Short Character Analysis
Right, so first off I'm a big fan of the twins: both twins, not just Fred. I've always appreciated both as separate characters and I've never really understood how so many people never picked up on their differences. So I decided to do what I do best - RANT (wayhey!). Keep in mind this is just my own opinion based on what I've read in books 1-7.
In the first place it's important to know and understand the twins' differences, especially if you're writing a story that puts particular focus on them. Yes, both twins are bonkers, fun-loving, flirtatious, stubborn and lest we forget both in the possession of a razor sharp wit. The books may describe them as identical right down to the last freckle, but this doesn't mean that they are one hundred percent identical in personality - no twins are. In fact, if Fred and George were the same they wouldn't make such a good team. Fred and George are a perfect double act and in any double act you
Wash Your Hands: a HP_SPNThere was a knock at the door and Dean got up to answer it. He looked through the peephole and saw nothing but a head full of black hair.Wash Your Hands: a HP_SPN5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shit, he thought, I thought I got rid of her. He unlocked the door and swung it out,
" Look you crazy son of a bitch, I don't want your damn-" he cut himself off when he saw it wasn't the Mexican lady trying to sell him burritos. Instead of an overweight Mexican he saw a scrawny, black haired, robe wearing boy clutching a stick in his hands.
Dean laughed at him and said "What Halloween come early around here."
The boy looked at him and did not smiled, his glasses were missing a lens and his face was caked with dirt. He raised his stick up and put it in between Dean's eyes.
Dean looked at the boy then looked at the stick on his forehead and said in an annoyed voice,
"If you don't get that stick from up out my face, I just might have to kill you."
The boy narrowed his and said, "Where am I! Tell me where I am! What have you done with Ron and Hermi
The Madness of King VoldemortVoldemort: Snape, why am I not loved?The Madness of King Voldemort6 years ago in Humor More Like This
I am that rare and awesome thing
I'm every inch a king
Yet I feel a twinge of doubt
As I go walk about
Wormtail: Hey, boss!
Voldemort: When my name is whispered through the pride
Is this talk of love or regicide?
Lucius Malfoy : Reggie who?
Voldemort: Oh tell me I'm adored
A 'Harry Potter' QuizA 'Harry Potter' Quiz10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Which House Are You In?
Beth McMillan & Andrew Alcala
1) What type of friends do you have?
A) Outgoing and/or athletic.
B) The friendly kind! Ha ha ha ha!
C) The smarter people are my friends.
D) People I can do practical jokes with.
2) If somebody was to physically attack you, you would…
A) Face them head on.
B) Try to talk things out; there is no reason why we can't be friends.
C) Call for help while running away.
D) Run away, and find that asshole later with a group of your biggest friends.
3) If you were a medieval hero, what weapon would you carry?
A) A Sword
B) A Staff
C) Bow and Arrows
4) What board game would you most likely enjoy playing?
A) Board games suck; let's go outside!
B) Hungry Hungry Hippos! I think that's a board game.
5) What would you consider a fun Saturday night?
A) Going to a party! (Woooooo, Kegger!)
B) Hanging out with my friend, doesn't matter where we go.
C) Go to a coffee house, listen to a poet, or read a good book.
Dear FredDear FredDear Fred4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mum suggested I write you this letter, told me it would make me feel better. I don't see how because you can't see it and I won't get to see your reaction to it, but I don't have anything to lose, so here we are.
It's been a year since you died. Everything is still the same, but somehow, it feels different. The joke shop is still as strong as it was with you here. Ron is helping me out but the little git doesn't appreciate my jokes and ideas as much as you did.
I miss you so much, Fred. I keep thinking about how I never got to say my final good-bye to you and tell you how much I love you. I do love you. I hope you knew that even though we never said it much to each other. Or anyone else.
I'm struggling. I'm not going to lie to you, Fred. I pretend like I am okay, I laugh, I joke around, but my heart is still hurting. I want to hug you, pull pranks with on Ron and Hermione when they start snogging, to hear you again. I pray every night hoping your having fun with Tonks, encour
Differences - HPxDM - Three- Chapter Three -Differences - HPxDM - Three7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Seven weeks later, Draco found himself in front of a huge mirror, with Pansy styling his hair for the Halloween Ball.
"I don't understand why they made us have a Halloween Ball anyway," grumbled Draco as Pansy applied some Wiz-Gel to his hair, and his hair immediately transformed into a spiky mohican.
"Oh, I put too much on ..." muttered Pansy. She vanished the gel off Draco's head with her wand, gaining a shallow cut on her arm from a spike, and the hair took it's normal form. "Who are you going with, anyway, Draco?" She now sounded a little hurt. "You haven't even told me. We are best friends!"
"God, calm down, Pansy," sighed Draco. "I didn't want to tell you because it's embarassing, I left it 'till last minute and none of the pretty chicks in Slytherin were left! Plus, I'm only bloody bisexual ..."
Pansy pulled a face. "So you picked a ugly Slytherin?" she chuckled. "Merlin, I hope it isn't Bulstrode!"
"Actually ... I picked a pretty Ravenclaw ..."